I’ve been dreading this night for a number of weeks.
Not only is this the final show of the season. This is the end of a freakin’ era internets.
A nine-season era that I’ve witnessed from the comfort of my living room. A nine-season that has brought me a lot of joy.
I’ve been a loyal fan and supporter of Simon’s since that very first show.
Sure he’s candid at times. Maybe even ruthless. But if I’m being honest, Simon only said things that I myself was thinking 91% of the time. So, yeah, I’ll miss Simey. And his signature wink. And his black shirts. And the banter with Ryan.
Dang.
Just dang.
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The whole group number thing always seems so cheesy to me. I cringe everytime I see the contestants coming out in coordinating get-ups. Um, if by chance one of the AI producers pays a visit to my humble bloggy abode, maybe they’ll read this and rethink the whole cheesy, coordinated, lame dance move numbers. Seriously, I love AI, but I typically fast forward through those.
*Crossing fingers*
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Alice Cooper, um, do you have any idea thay your face looks dreadful.
Be afraid. Be very afraid.
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Mr. Kris Allen, Oh how you make me smile, sweet boy. You are such a cutie and it’s great to see you again!
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Crystal is singing Alanis Morisette. Have I mentioned that I love Alanis Morisette?
I know. I know.
Alanis has some pent-up anger over something. And sometimes when you least expect it, she slips out a not so nice word. It will be interesting to see how they work that out here on live TV. (Me and McDaddy are sitting in our living room grinning at each other). “Would she go down with you to the theater?”
Interesting.
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There’s that darn iPad again. Everytime I watch American Idol I get the itch for that thing. They show advertisements talking about how beautiful and wonderful and long-lasting it is, and it reminds me that I need want one.
Sorry. I digress easily when a gadget grabs my attention.
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Carrie Underwood beautiful and talented.
As always.
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Amazing has been uttered at least 1,382 times in the past hour. McDaddy is sitting on the couch cringing. (You might recall he has a slight problem with the arbitrary use of the word amazing.) And really, he’s right. ‘Amazing’ is the word people run to when they can’t think of any other word to say.
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Casey James is singing Every Rose Has Its Thorn. Some ole 90′s flashback. (Jodie, are you reading, today?) I cruised many a mile with Brett Michaels singing.
And Casey James? This is perfect for him. How cool!
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Pants On The Ground.
Oh my mercy, here we go again.
And William Hung.
And pants on the ground.
The crazy is in abundance tonight.
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And speaking of crazy.
Paula Abdul’s back.
And she’s flirting with Simon. And babbling. Always babbling.
Oh Simon, have I mentioned I will miss you terribly?
I love this parade of winners.
Oh, there’s Taylor Hicks. Forgot about him. Loved him back in the day but totally forgot about him.
Memories.
Oh, there’s little David Archuleta. Is he legal yet? If so, he’s a hottie. If not, it’s great to see him again.
Where’s David Cook? Anyone? Anyone?
Is it bad that I’m tearing up? In the words of Simon, it really has been a “blahst.”
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Is it just me or does Janet Jackson sound strikingly similar to MJ tonight on this opening number. Oh shoot. Nasty Boys. She’s still got it. Dang. This reminds me the late 80′s. I strutted my stuff on roller skates back in the day to this song. I might have even shot the duck. That same duck would keel over and die if I tried that today.
But we’re not here to talk about me.
Or dead ducks.
Janet. You can still rock it girlfriend.
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Okay. Here we go. *lights dimming*
Lee. Lee. Lee. Lee. Lee.
*dramatic music playing*
LEE DEWYZE
BIG FREAKIN SQUEAL!
It’s a beautiful day, indeed!
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Was that thirteen?
Yes, I think it was.
Happy Thursday, y’all. And congrats, Lee DeWyze.
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Yes! I caught the last hour and a half of AI – and I was glad that Lee won. Still pondering the “Pants on the Ground” thing. Mercy me. What’s with that!?
Great post – I enjoyed it more this time, cause I watched it on TV, too!
You and I just might have been the same person last night! I actually wondered if MJ hadn’t really died, but had taken over Janet’s body. The mike had to have had something special in it to make her voice sound like his. Her nose is his too, isn’t it? I was soooo excited to see Lee win, and so proud of him, like he was my own son (barely old enough). Okay-Alanis for Crystal, but Chicago for Lee, I didn’t think that was fair. He should have gotten someone cooler, like the absent David Cooke (I missed him too).
Love your blog!
You and I just might have been the same person last night! I actually wondered if MJ hadn’t really died, but had taken over Janet’s body. The mike had to have had something special in it to make her voice sound like his. Her nose is his too, isn’t it? I was soooo excited to see Lee win, and so proud of him, like he was my own son (barely old enough). Okay-Alanis for Crystal, but Chicago for Lee, I didn’t think that was fair. He should have gotten someone cooler, like the absent David Cooke (I missed him too).
Love your blog!
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