My new babydaddy

This kid?

 

I want him to put a baby in me. Immediately.  Whew. Wow.  

Edited to add: be VERY careful doing a Google Images search for this kid. There's a rather chesty woman with the same name. 

Is it wrong...

... that I DVRed both nights and then just fast forwarded through everything? I think I listened to about 30 seconds of each song, watched the judges say how it was crap, and then deleted the show to make more room for "Damages" and "House Hunters International."

I think my tolerance will be low until the final 12. There are still too many people giving bad performances, and I can't really tell any of them apart. (This probably has to do more with my apathy toward the endless bios that occurred during tryouts.)

And could Kara just sit on Simon's lap at the judging table? Every time the camera shows Simon, Kara is grabbing screen time... or not paying attention to the show. When she does pay attention, she wobbles so much to the music that she reminds me of those sprinklers that look like octopi and bring endless hours of delight to kids during the summer.

Can this guy sing?

Can he sing? I have no idea.

 

Do I want to make weird, intense, unblinking love to him? Abso-effing-lutely.

divorce does not = cancer, jail or even car wreck survival

Please oh please oh please, let the girl who keeps whining about her trauma of being a child a divorce go home! I'm trying to cut her some slack, at that age everything that happens to you seems to be a major trauma, but half the kids in the damn country have gone through at least one divorce. Get a grip!

Love Ellen. Hate Kara more every episode.

Bikini Boy

Yuck! Not even funny, let alone sexy.

I'd love to know the filtration process for getting to the final idol audition room. Who can explain it, anybody know?

Watching episode eight this evening (in Thailand now, so I retrieve it from nefarious sources and plug it into my media center box).

So so so happy auditions are over. If it were up to me, there would be max two episodes of auditions. Got to sell that coke, though.

How do all of you feel about this much time spent on auditions, do you like it?

Oh, also, this is my first real posting on this blog. Good to be here!

You're Going to Hollywood!

A hundred million percent yuk

Can't the judges come up with any other way to make a yes emphatic? "A hundred percent yes." "A thousand percent yes." "A million percent yes." Why does Kara always wag her head from side to side like she's some gospel diva bobble-head when she's pretending to be into a contestant's audition? Why did they bring Zombie Spice back again if she's only going to comment on people's boots, dresses, and skin? When did this become "Make-A-Wish Idol" (yeah, I stole that from Idolatry), where you have to be a custody-battle fugitive, a premie baby with a dead dad, or a motorcycle-accident victim who plays guitar through the pain to be a compelling story? What fresh hell is this, if I'm missing Paula with a passion? Can we please just fast-forward to Hollywood Week? Please??

At least we got to hear more "good" (??) singers tonight, and fewer lame goofniks. Small miracles....