American Faux Pas

American Idol.

My friend, if you would have told me a year ago, that I’d be addicted to this show, I’d have called you a no good snake and a liar. I’d have told you that anyway, but still.

Here’s what happened this week. Tuesday, they had a show as normal. The contestants sang their little ditties and were actually not ridiculed too much. The way the thing works is, the audience at home votes at the end of the show to decide who stays. Here’s the deal – this week, three of the combatants were assigned the wrong reference numbers for the voters to call. It was like Florida in 2000, only without Jesse Jackson.

So this is the brilliant solution that the producers of the show came up with – they reran last night’s show. This was a live telecast of Ryan Seacrest watching a rerun. Television magic. It was still likely more interesting than this blog.

Keep an eye on the Yahoo Group; I’ll be putting a couple clips up soon. Gotta see Scotty “the Body” Savoll. Also, you’ve got to appreciate the annoying thing that Constantine does each show.