Idol Elimination

Who do you think hates those stupid medleys the most?  Jason, because all his stoner friends are laughing at him?  Michael Johns, because he’s too old for this shit?  Jim Carey, because he’s thinking “Didn’t I used to be funny?”  Or how about me?  It’s like watching Brangelina’s Brady Bunch offspring 10 years from now.  Ooooh… American Idol: Brady Bunch theme night!  David Archuleta can be Cindy!

So, do you think David Hernandez was voted off because he had a bad performance or because America wasn’t ready to have a gay stripper in the top 11?  Yeah, definitely the performance.  Ah, poor David Hernandez.  I won’t miss you.

American Idol: Final 12

Can Ryan and Simon just do it already?! Jeez, the sexual tension between those two isn’t only obvious, but distracting.

Alright, just a few observations tonight, I have Benedryl coarsing through my veins.

Jason Castro holding a guitar, looking into the camera and singing: dreamy. But, you’ve heard of ugly criers, well Jason is kind of an ugly singer (sorry Zsa). He just has all these really weird facial expressions and it doesn’t help that the camera gets an upshot of his nose.

Carly Smithson killed it tonight, but here’s the thing: She’s already had a major record deal about 6 years ago, but her album flopped. So, it’s great that she’s getting a second shot, she’s obviously talented. But what I hate is that American Idol makes it sound like she moved here from Ireland and has been a down on her luck artist, when the fact is that she already had a chance.

I want to hate David Cook so badly and when he started to sing Eleanor Rigby, I thought, here it is, he sucks. By the end of the song I turned to my husband and said let’s name our daughter Eleanor and call her Ellie for short. So, yes, I don’t hate him. In fact, I kind of like him. Please don’t stop reading my blog because I said that!

Poor David Archuleta. He reminds me of someone who just auditioned for the Mickey Mouse Club. He looked so awkward and he forgot the words. It was too painful. I couldn’t watch. He looked like a Monchichi caught in headlights. And he kept doing this weird head shake thing and sticking his arm out. And he forgot the words. Did I mention that forgot the words? Poor David Archuleta.

I’m sleepy.