IT'S TOO LATE, BABY

According to the pre-show hype, Carole King will be the theme for this week's American Idol. It'll be interesting to see the choices the singers select. It'll be especially interesting to see how Casey can jazz his song up and if he'll try to lay one on another judge or just focus on Lopez.

Sunday at our Easter service at church we were blessed to hear Scottsdale's former Top Ten Idol contestant, Scott McIntyre sing. It was a spectacle with dancers and women performing with flags along with our full orchestra. I wished someone could have YouTubed it because it was amazing.

But since I've now introduced two rabbit trails--take your choice which one you want to travel--I'll get down to my theme today. It's all about Royalty.

When I heard of The Wedding (Kate and William's, of course) I half expected an invitation. I mean I'm a friend of a former Kansas City Royal who proudly wears his '85 World Series ring. My next door neighbor is a retired doctor from the home of The Royals, and he rode to church with me yesterday, so I thought I had some in roads.

Not convinced? Well,I've been to London on a few occasions and visited the sights that the royals rule over. I even have a friend who lives there full time. Now, I know you're pretty impressed. But, I'm not done. My Mother's family was English. I taught high school English. I taught several of the bard's plays to students who fought me every step of the way. I even forced them to memorize lines at the chagrin of my own daughter.

As of Saturday, there was no invite. If it comes in the mail today, I'm afraid, I'll have to pass. There would just not be enough time for all the arrangements I'd have to make. Do you know how long it would take me to shop for a pair of socks? Besides my athletic ones which are ankle length. I mean, I own no other. Well, that's not quite true. I even wore a pair to hear Scott Mc but they were at the bottom of my sock drawer and I have had them for a decade at least.

Most all of my shirts are tank tops, tee shirts, golf shirts, and Hawaiian ones that aren't to be tucked in. Most of my pants are shorts. Not short pants or high-waters, but shorts.

Sport coats? Suits? I remember having some. Ties? Ties? "Whatchu talking about Malcolm?" a soap opera star used to demand.

As you can see, I'd need more time to equip myself. But I'd have done it for The Royals. If only they had asked. And I hate oversights. I'm just sure that's what it was.