I shed a couple tears at the end of tonights episode ofAmerican Idol.
Not that I ever had any illusions she might win this thing or even crack the top three.
And yet, as in most doomed relationships, I simply didnt know how to quit Carly Smithson.
Ah, well, at least well always have Crazy on You.
And I Drove All Night.
And Come Together, Blackbird, and Here You Come Again.
And as Ryan Seacrest reminds us all twice a week: This…isAmerican Idol.
(Admitting you have a problem is the first step to recovery, no?)
Place bets on whch David is going to take home the season 7 crown?
Swap breathy anecdotes about getting their first tattoos?
Whatever caught their attention, it couldve waited till Syesha had finished singing her heart out.
(Yes, Syeshas couldve-been-an-exit-number was far stronger than Carlys tonight.)
than any (fun!)
contestant in the (fun!)
history of any (fun!)
and flagrantly yawning while under the scrutiny of a large viewing audience (Jason!)
how about not telling America that you have more fun role-playing than actually being yourself up on theIdolstage?
Yes, I speak of Syesha!
Ones young and adorable and causes sexually non-threatening heart palpitations!
And the other one!
Hes a little dangerous and moody, and sports molten-hot stubble!
(Side note: Adam B.
Vary and I listened to all 20 entries.Click hereif you want to read the gory details.)
Meanwhile, in other random results-night news: Clay Aikens new do is a hot honeyed mess.
And do you think Danny Noriega cried ish!
when the Ford music video was a rocked-out rendition of his exit track, Tainted Love?
And can you envision any scenario at this point that doesnt involve an all-David finale?
