I love American Idol. I love how trashy and exploitative and awful it is. I love the mini bios (a ride along in the postal truck?!?!?! YES!!!) and I LOVE LOVE LOVE the judge trauma this season. I just eat all of it up against my better judgment.
Last night, we got down to the "final" 24. Next week, The Idol is on three nights in a row. Now, considering this is a huge block of my time and a large portion of my weekday evenings, I've decided that I'm going to commit to this season. I haven't really committed to the last three. I lost interest during season one because I knew there was no way in hell that Fro Boy was going to win and, if he did, I was in no way going to be on board with that. I lost interest during the second season because I knew Rueben would win even though he was so good that it was starting to be boring. And then last season, after Jennifer Hudson got booted, I lost faith in the American public's ability to have good taste. But then again, the American public doesn't have good taste. Just look at the way the majority of people leave their homes in the morning (some days, myself included).
At any rate, I already have a couple of favorites. There is Fez 2, who lookes EXACTLY like Wilbur whatever his name is from That 70s Show for the mens (I think he's freakin ADORABLE) and then for the ladies, I'm on the fence, but I'm pretty sure it's the 17 year old cheerleader (Mikala something or other) who initially I thought would annoy me but I think the opposite is happening. Who knows. Once they do their thing next week, I'm sure my opinions will entirely change. The two rocker guys I'm not sure about but I think I love them and then there is that weird guy named Scott who is totally antisocial but I think I secretly want to win it all. I've also always been in love with the girl who has the HUGE fro. It takes mad guts to rock that 'do.
So those are my pics. I'm drooling in anticipation of next week. And maybe I'll even vote this year. Maybe.