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Tuesday, January 15, 2008

American A**hole

Guess what's back? Back again? Idol's back. Tell a friend...

The way I figure, you can either a) throw caution to the wind and enjoy it, b) get on board and accept it, or c) lock yourself away in a panic room until it passes.

Yep, you can't get away from it without taking extreme measures. It's inevitable. It will be on the tv and radio, in newspapers and magazines, overheard at the watercooler or bus stop, or taking up a good amount of the blogs you read. Someone is going to be talking about it at least once a day in your life.

I've learned to embrace it. I enjoy the Idol. I love the Idol.

So let the horrible auditions begin. I want to root for the underdog. Show me some cross-eyed, knock-kneed, teenage, trailer-trash baby-momma from Tuscaloosa with some resemblance of a singing voice and she's got my vote.

j/k, I like the diva girls..think ATTITUDE!



At 1/16/2008 7:30 AM, Blogger naechstehaltestelle's whiny, bitch-ass comment is...

I heart it, too (we can see it on ITV over here) but oh man, after the auditions, I can't muster enough endurance to watch the people that make it to the final rounds. I just don't care enough. But the auditions? Love em.

At 1/16/2008 5:09 PM, Blogger honeykbee's whiny, bitch-ass comment is...

With "The biggest loser" on one tv and "Idol" on the other at the gym I find myself in a guilty pleasure sinkhole!

Also considering building said panic room.

At 1/18/2008 8:11 PM, Blogger ayem8y's whiny, bitch-ass comment is...

Everyone is worshiping the idol this year. I don’t feel it this time around and I’m tacking on an addition to my house, the “panic” penthouse. Your post reminded me of the very best reason why I live where I do, the cross-eyed, knock-kneed, teenage, trailer trash baby-momma from Tuscaloosa, why watch this show when these gals are in my own back yard. There’s no place like home.


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