Damnsle Inthis-Dress

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Tuesday, January 15, 2008


I did something tonight that I have never done before. No, it had nothing to do with a goat, although that is still on my list.

I tuned my television to Fox, and American Idol...on purpose!!!! I've only ever seen the show two or three times before, never in it's entirety, at my sister's house. She loves this shit. And she's a remarkably intelligent woman. I don't get it.

I tried to keep my snark in, inasmuch as is possible considering the circumstances, but one thing kept reoccurring to me: This was filmed before the writers strike. Is it possible (radical as this thought is), that some of the auditioners are actually actors, hired by the producers and given lines to preform (I'm thinking of the stalky guy in particular) in order to make it "interesting"?

Undoubtedly true as that is, it still doesn't work for me. Even with scripts and professional actors, this show sucks.

The real reason I tuned in is that I read on Hecklerspray that American Idol is less about singing talent and more about watching Paula Abdul's slow and amusing descent into insanity. Screw shrieky, superficial singing, I want to watch a famous person be stupid! I was extremely disappointed, therefore, that she didn't even seem to be drunk. She didn't cry once, dammit!

I am an American! I want to see another person wallow in painful and personal hell! That's what we do! Apparently. Woo!


Blogger barb michelen said...

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16/1/08 09:03  
Blogger josh williams said...

If I were to smoke a certain herb and watch American Idol I would probably go completely insane.(er) Insaner

20/1/08 10:02  

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