There it was. Michelle and I had invested almost two hours in the American Idol season finale -- on a 20 minute DVR delay. We'd waded through random musical numbers, including "Wind Beneath My Wing" from an apparently inebriated Bette Midler.* We endured awkward, cringe-inducing "Golden Idol" awards, and a Clive Owen speech about how wonderful American Idol is and how many records they've sold. We didn't want to, but we did -- and it would all be worth it when they announced the winner of this year's American Idol is...
Hey! Wait a minute! What the...?!
Alas, our DVR stopped recording the show just as the winner was about to be announced. For a few seconds, Michelle alternated between anxious, high-pitched squeals, and threatening growls (strangely resembling a menacing coyote).** Since we'd been on a 20 minute DVR, we totally missed the ending. All was lost. We had to check out the online news websites to find out Jordin won.
I blame on the fact that Michelle opted against voting for Melinda Doolittle last week. (I still debating whether to ever forgive her for that.)
* Though maybe she was just trying to liven up the song by acting inebriated.
** She also came very close violating one our recently added house rules: Don't throw the big TV.
3 comments:
Nichole was worshipping idols that night too. I did notice that Bette didn't quite sound like herself. Dr. Doolittle's daughter was the best singer I thought. What would it be like to not be subjected to such commercials?
Leanne has already been scheming a popular "I Feel My Savior's Love" for Simon next season. She is ready to break through and let her talent finally be known.
Nichole is ready to sing her heart out for TONY too. Ha Ha
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