It starts tomorrow night. The phenom known as American Idol. I don't follow it as much as I used to. Back in the day, Anthony and I would perch ourselves directly in front of the TV and sing all the songs better and louder than the contestants. (personal opinion) This year, the tryouts in Utah were in the building our studio is in so we ran into Simon, Ryan, Randy...the new judge...no Paula, tear. (my dress is a little crazy, I know, I've since added a belt after seeing this totally unflattering pic.) And by "ran into" I mean stalked all day and sang loudly outside the audition room. (Notice the KOOLS Simon has...ha) Well, I was the only one screaming lyrics obnoxiously as the camera rolled by and lucky contestants waved their golden tickets. I heard that about 20 contestants get to Hollywood week from Utah...and 2 of them make it in. One of the Finalists is an OSMOND, as in Donnie and Marie family tree. The other, is allegedly David Archuleta's voice teachers kid?!! We'll see...I'll at least watch until my attention span is up...which, could be at least 3 weeks? Stay tuned.
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Cara watches a lot of those poorly-re-enacted murder mystery specials that come on Saturday night. We record it, but let's be real, it's not because we're busy, we just don't want to watch the new Dodge Ram ads with the buff contractors vs. the buff firemen. Obviously you've seen these shows, and lemme tell ya you seen em all. Plot summary: Fairytale romance, husband with (insert the following: gambling debt/girlfriend/gambling debt and girlfriend) that wife discovers, husband Googles "how to shoot wife with gun purchased from Don's Guns and then dispose of firearm in Dumpster behind Royal Doughnut," kills wife, cashes insurance policy, gets new wife who (in addition to Mom) will never leave his side cause "he ain't got a evil bone in his body," previous battery charges against elderly convictions revealed, husband convicted. Phew. This really isn't the worst part, though. Because it's an hour long but they really only have about 25 minutes of actual footage, they replay the same damn clips of either a picture of the couple (in earlier, happier times) burning down the middle, or antifreeze pouring into a glass. Seriously they did that last one 15 times during last weekend's episode. All it did was make me have to pee.
So don't waste your time. You know how this ends. The only thing I can hope for now is that that Icabod Crane dude is narrating, cause he is super creepy. Let's blogversate!
OMG! you bet your booty, I would have stalked all day too! I think it's a great picture Cara!!!
OMG thanks for the shout out! I loved that we had to start the next song with the last word of the the first song. For example, "THE GREATEST LOVE OF ALL..." then "ALL BY MYSELF..."
Anyway, thanks for the inside info Cara, this season is going to be fantastic!
Oh and Lee, you are hilarious; HOWEVER, please visit www.blogspot.com to start your own blog site. Thanks for playing!
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