So once again, last night, American Idol sucked. It's a little known secret that I didn't watch any of the first episodes last year, becoming addicted only after they had narrowed the field to nine people and were looking for the judge chosen tenth. Now I know why.
Highlights of last night's episode? The kid who called Simon "the caucasian one" and Randy "the brown one". Also, the guy (Andy?) in the green sweater who sang Like a Virgin and I Want to Dance with Sombody. His lively performance involved groping himself and gyrating, leading to a spirited discussion in my house about his sanity and mental health. My aunt assured me he had to be mentally ill and that people like him shoud have been screened out in order to avoid public humiliation. I, on the other hand, felt that although he was weird, he probably didn't qualify as mentally ill. Feel free to leave your opinion in the comments section.
Last night's episode also came off rather tame compared to other shows. Paula's absence was felt during the first half, as without her Simon had no one to bitch at. It also seemed that he and Randy agreed on everything, meaning no spirited arguments about who should and shouldn't move on. This meant that Seacrest came across as even more annoying than usual without anything else to distract my attention. Man he sucks.
I'm looking forward to tonight's show, as hopefully I won't have a headache after it's over caused by off key shrieking for an hour. No matter what, though, it has to be better than last night.
Added Humor: First time through this entry I mispelled Virgin as Virgina. Like Turd Fergeson, that's pretty funny.
I'm just glad they got rid of Dunkleman. Last nights episode seemed kind of extraneous. Like they could've packed those three shows into just two. I'm ready to see who they end up with. How about that kid who was tall and skinny and dorky looking but had the voice of a freaking 1930's crooner. Sheesh. Blew me away.