We had a little bit of everything last night. Face painters, demonic eyes, against all odds stories, cowboys, contestants escorted out of the audition, those void of a personality, tears, shouts of joy, even this guy in the picture. Whose very own song he wrote all by himself is, sadly, stuck in my head.
So I have to ask, after all of that entertainment jamb packed into two hours of American Idol long awaited, off the charts Neilson rating, frenzy, why? Why in name of Zeus's butt hole does Fox feel it necessary to show us that other kookamonga guy's zip lock, sandwich size, baggie of his saved fingernails? And why the hell did this guy feel compelled to show the world what a moron he is? I would have preferred to live my life in blissful ignorance of that little factoid Fox decided to show us. And he and his fingernails are going to Hollywood.