And the Genie asks, "If you could have one wish, what would it be?" Hmmmm... a million dollars? To live forever? To be able to eat an entire gallon of chocolate ice cream and not gain weight nor have that lactose induced icky side effect?
What's that you say? I already asked for my wish? What tha...
POOF!!! And on my television there it is. Michael Buble replacing an ailing Tony Bennett in all of his drunken fabulousness. Michael must have been hanging out with Paula before the show. This IS almost as good as fartless chocolate ice cream. God bless The Nigels. I guess they know what they are doing afterall. FINALLY a reason to watch the results show.
And said results portion breaks the groups down into three and asks us which are the top, bottom and middle. Hmmm, this is going to be SOOOO suspenseful. I care barely stand it (yawn).
Chris, Blake and Sanjaya - Well, Sanjaya is there, so you know they must be safe. This must be the mediocre group.
Haley, Gina and Phil - Please.
Jordin, Melinda and LaKesha - Top 3 of course. America is not (always) THAT stupid.
And after all the Chris Daughtry comparisons, it's apropos that Gina is the one sent Home. And how mean (and again apropos) is it that Gina has to sing Smile as her swan song. He, he. You can't write this shit, but you can produce the HELL out of it. Just when I think we have broken up, I fall back in love with this show all over again. I love you American Idol. I really, really do.
Faithfully Yours,
T'Allegra
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