LIVE IDOL! First, the Guyzzzzzzz
Eegads, are you ready for five (count 'em, 5) hours of American Idol this week? Jeez, that's brutal. As we commence whittling down from 24 to 12, first up are the dudes, who couldn't be more milquetoast. They warble tonight at 8 p.m.
Tomorrow are the gals (plus my sexy American girlfriend Joanne Borgella), and then Thursday four people get voted off and I curl up in a ball and rock myself into a happy place.
I like the scrum, the vibe, the white-hotness of the comments section, so that's where I'll be tonight. Spearsy might drop by, too. But you don't even need us anymore. Heck, I saw someone wearing a "Marissa Is for Lovers" shirt in downtown St. Pete. So we all know who the stars of the show are.
Anyway, here's a few dudes to watch out for tonight...
MICHAEL LEE JOHNS: The Wonder from Down Under is unfairly hunky. But when he nailed Bohemian Rhapsody during Hollywood Week, I was won over. Plus he eats great quantities of bacon. Always a plus. (By the way, to sign up for the Bacon Is Meat Candy Club, CLICK HERE.)
DANNY NORIEGA: Broadway no doubt has him penciled in for the next great revival of La Cage Aux Folle. But for now, he could be a factor. He could also be a pain in the ass. Always a plus.
DAVID ARCHULETA: Michael Lee Johns no doubt has Archuleta penciled in for a beatdown.
JOSIAH FLEMING: Sure, he was doinked by the judges last week. But look for Josiah and his bad British accent to crash his homeless car into the studio tonight. Ratings bonanza!
Sean Daly is the pop music critic for the St. Petersburg Times. His CD collection -- from Journey to Dylan, Prince to U2, Public Enemy to Stan Getz -- is much bigger and better than yours.
SD,
I like "Wonder from Down Under", as Michael Johns' nickname, but I was using "Crocodile Hunkee" as a working title.
And for some reason I always think "Chachi" whenever I see David Archuleta.
I guess I'll have to watch tonight to see if anyone else is nickname-worthy.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 04:37 PM
I used to call Elliot Yamin "the Amish Leprechaun." I rooted for that guy each week just so I could keep using the nickname. I'm a simple man with simple pleasures.
Posted by: Sean Daly | February 19, 2008 at 04:40 PM
This is my busy week. I'll have to watch tonight & tomorrow on tape delay. Thursday I can watch the cuts when they happen.
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 05:02 PM
I personally like Crocodile Hunkee for Michael Johns. But I'll most likely just be calling him 'Eye Candy' or 'Hot Pants.'
And if Danny Noriega sings "I Am What I Am" (from La Cage Aux Folles) I will break my vow not to vote this year and power dial for him.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 05:16 PM
Danny Noriega, Sombody (I think Marissa) referred to him as 'Hanna Montana in guy drag'. I think that fits
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 05:23 PM
I'm showing my age here, but I swear he has the same hairstyle that La Minnelli sported in her famed "Liza with a Z" special.
I'll have to look for that Hannah Montana thing tonight.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 05:25 PM
Come on, people, save yourself for the big show. I need you fresh and zingy.
Posted by: Sean Daly | February 19, 2008 at 05:33 PM
"Danny Montanny"
Another nickname locked and loaded.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 06:10 PM
Jeff... niiiiiiice.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 07:01 PM
Randy Jackson has his own line of eyeglass frames. They come with detachable lamb-chop sideburns ..Yo' Dawg!
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:03 PM
Filler, filler, filler. Let's get to this, Fox, toot de suite!
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 08:07 PM
Way too early for "Chikezie" to be pulling a "Madonna." You don't lose the last name until at least the Top 12.
Posted by: Sean Daly | February 19, 2008 at 08:09 PM
It's a kiss of death to say, "i want to prove Simon wrong."
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:10 PM
Move David... move around. Stop staring at me. nooo don't look up either. God won't help you.
I like the different manner he started that song out... "a little pitchy, dawg at the end."
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:12 PM
That went from alright to ouch... David kinda lost it and me there at the end. Meh.
Next.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 08:14 PM
Uh, what the hell key is he in?
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:16 PM
I'm here, gang. V&T for me tonight. And the TV is on Tivo so I'm a bit behind.
Posted by: Steve Spears | February 19, 2008 at 08:17 PM
This dude is off bad.
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 08:17 PM
STEVE!!!!!! Yea! Yea! Steve is here. If you could see me, you'd be watchin' my happy dance.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:18 PM
I'm waiting for They Might Be Giants night on Idol. I want to see someone bust out with "Mammals."
"Their names are called ... they raise a paw..."
Posted by: Steve Spears | February 19, 2008 at 08:18 PM
Whoa! Chikezie is dissin' Simon right out of the gate!
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:19 PM
Chikezie lookin' rather Supahfly in that rust-colored suit. But dude, lose the "don't take my baby away please" hand gestures.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 08:21 PM
Hey Jane, the Chicago Fox station interviewed Angela Martin the other day. The Shriner's are taking care of her daughter's needs until age 21.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:22 PM
V&T should be made the official drink of AI Watchers Everywhere. It's what's in the glass here at chez jane tonight as well.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 08:23 PM
No man in an orange suit whose name is Chikezie should be dissing anyone.
Posted by: | February 19, 2008 at 08:23 PM
I was looking for the goldfish in the platform shoes. "he's so cool he has his own rhythm section following him around."
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:23 PM
The orange suit comment was from me, Sharon, don't know why my id thinging didn't show up.
Posted by: | February 19, 2008 at 08:24 PM
Oh Marissa. That is the BEST news I could have heard today. The Shriners give some serious help -- that little girl will be able to realize her potential. And now I'm about to cry. Thank you for letting me know.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 08:24 PM
America doesn't like it when you rip Simon -- and you aren't particularly smart about it.
That guy David Hernandez was awful. He made Wilson Pickett sound like Tom Poston. Bad start to the night.
Posted by: Sean Daly | February 19, 2008 at 08:25 PM
I already have a serious dislike for Colton. Is it wrong for me to feel the need to reach out and sitch blap him?
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:26 PM
I'm still on pause, having not even seen David sing yet.
The V&T is not on pause though.
Posted by: Steve Spears | February 19, 2008 at 08:26 PM
I'll keep you updated on her, Jane. Chicago loves her.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:27 PM
David Cook is gutsy already tossing about the mike stand.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:28 PM
One smarmy grin into David Cook's performance, the FF says: "This guy is done. I'm already bored."
Cook is pretty damn slimy. Gross even. And yet, I bet he scores at Bennigan's during happy hour.
Posted by: Sean Daly | February 19, 2008 at 08:28 PM
Did I ever mention I saw The Loving Spoonful when I was a wee girl? I have no recollection of it as I was only 2.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:29 PM
Ha! Scores at Bennigan's ::snort::
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:31 PM
Remember when Ace Young sang Father Figure and he gave that 'look'? If Paula hadn't been so drunk, I bet she would have thrown her panties at him that night..Sadly, he tried to recapture that 'look' week after week.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:32 PM
*shameful admission* I kinda liked David Cook's "Happy Together." *shameful admission over*
Maybe it's because I like that song. A lot. But it wasn't bad, slimy and weird hair and all.
And Marissa -- I used to work with the ex-wife of the bass player in the Lovin' Spoonful. Man, did she have some stories to tell...
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 08:33 PM
If a small troll lived in Thom Yorke's brain, it would look exactly like Colton Berry.
Posted by: Sean Daly | February 19, 2008 at 08:33 PM
By the way, I might be the only man in America who could grow a better beard than David Cook.
Posted by: Sean Daly | February 19, 2008 at 08:34 PM
Now that I think about it, I had more cool concert experiences as a toddler than I did as a teen.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:34 PM
Do not even get me started on Ace Young. So ridiculous... I cannot hear "Drops of Jupiter" anymore without acting out the "permanent scar" part, a la Ace's performance.
And how ridiculous am I for admitting that.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 08:35 PM
Colton Berry. Thom Yorke's Brain Troll.
That is awesome.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 08:36 PM
ACK! He just flashed a mock-cheese Val Kilmer grin.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:36 PM
Once again Riss.... GMTA!! Exactly who came to mind when I saw him smile!
Posted by: Carla | February 19, 2008 at 08:38 PM
Dedicating songs to grandparents is another death wish.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:39 PM
Sorry I'm late.
What's with David Cook's hair?
Long in the back; rapidly receding in the front.
It a "skullet".
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 08:39 PM
CARLA!!! Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrlfriend.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:39 PM
Props for Jason tackling Mr. Mancini -- I'm such a sucker for standards. Not the greatest rendition I've ever heard, but not horrible either. But please lose the smarmy grin, dude. Not working.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 08:40 PM
At least he didn't try to do a beat-box thing to MoonRiver
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:41 PM
Yes Rissa.. I'm here! Watching the show, and surfing the net! I need a 'blog fix' tonight.
Posted by: Carla | February 19, 2008 at 08:41 PM
I think that Jason Yeager and Son are part of the missing branch of the Osmond family -- such a resemblance, right down to that toothy grin and the Donny '75 cut on Junior Yeager.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 08:42 PM
Jane, you are dead on. I thought Jen had suddenly turned on "Courtship of Eddie's Father." Yeager's kid is so retro it's freaky.
Posted by: Sean Daly | February 19, 2008 at 08:45 PM
Ooh! I like this song. Let's see if he destroys it for me.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:47 PM
Robbie... excellent choice. Love this song!! Rockin some Three Dog Night!
Posted by: Carla | February 19, 2008 at 08:48 PM
Robbie Carrico going for Three Dog Night. He looked like he forgot some words.
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 08:48 PM
C'mon Robbie! Rock it out, baby! Who is he? Axel Rose? CHris Daughtry? Bo Bice? Channeling all three? Playing it safe? Blah
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:48 PM
Hi, Robbie. My name is Marissa. I'd like to introduce you to Pantene. It's a lovely hair care product. Hear of such a thing?
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:50 PM
Robbie's nickname:
"Axl Poser"
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 08:50 PM
I really wanted to mock Robbie Carrico for his teeny-bopper past/smelly headband. But that was by far the best performance of the night.
Posted by: Sean Daly | February 19, 2008 at 08:51 PM
Authentic? NOT!
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 08:51 PM
I'm with you, Miss Riss -- Robbie needed to commit more to the rocking out of things. Although he's more Bice-esque than Daughtry. Which is, IMO, not a bad thing. Wonder how he works leather pants...
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 08:52 PM
It's TONY DEFRANCO!!!!!!!
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:52 PM
Holy crap, it's become High School Musical!
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 08:52 PM
Okay, I can't get the Captain and Tennille out of my head now!! lol
Posted by: Carla | February 19, 2008 at 08:52 PM
I'm here, but hopelessly behind in the show. And hopefully ahead in the drinking.
"Sarah ... Sarah smile...."
Posted by: Steve Spears | February 19, 2008 at 08:53 PM
YEAH! I like the little kid thus far. Awww shucks! The "time to change Peter Brady voice crack" even worked for him.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:53 PM
Riss... No honey, No.... Tony Defranco was sooo much cuter in his day AND now!! LOL
Posted by: Carla | February 19, 2008 at 08:54 PM
"Randy Loves Chachi"
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 08:54 PM
Steve, are you sure you're watching American Idol? C'mon, you put in a Hall & Oates concert DVD, didn't ya?
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:54 PM
Disney is gonna scoop this kid up. He's so sugar sweet I want to puke.
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 08:55 PM
David Archuleta has that overly humble Melinda Doolittle thing going on. That's gonna get real old, real fast.
Posted by: Sean Daly | February 19, 2008 at 08:55 PM
Bassnote! You're just an old poop who hasn't had sleep in several days,
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:56 PM
I think that David A's earnest, aw shucks attitude is going to wear thin with snarky old me.
Right about now.
He's talented but oy. Blech.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 08:56 PM
Jeff... LOLOLOLOLOLOL!!!
Posted by: Carla | February 19, 2008 at 08:57 PM
Does Ryan know anything about ladies lovin' anyone?
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 08:57 PM
I think he was genuinely surprised and pleased with himself all at the same time.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:57 PM
Spearsy is in a dark place right now. Carla, why don't you go in there and get him out?
Posted by: Sean Daly | February 19, 2008 at 08:57 PM
Clearly, me being the mom of a teenager is starting to show.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 08:58 PM
Aye Aye Sean! Will do my best!!
Posted by: Carla | February 19, 2008 at 08:59 PM
Hey! It's Danny Montana!
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 09:00 PM
A little inside joke for Sean there.
Right now, a hairless man in Feather Sound is slapping his forehead.
Posted by: Steve Spears | February 19, 2008 at 09:00 PM
Danny lost the beat for a minute there. he can sing, but him doing Elvis does not work for me.
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 09:02 PM
I'm going to go rinse out the vomit that just came up ...
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:03 PM
No, Randy. That was kinda stupid.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:03 PM
Kinda hot? Is Randy going through menopause?
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 09:04 PM
Granted, I've been drinking. And taking cold medicine.
But since when is "Jailhouse Rock" a song of the '60s? Does it qualify because of the Elvis '68 Comeback Special?
And if I never see Danny Montana swivel those non-existent hips again, it will be too soon.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 09:04 PM
YES!!!! Simon shoots him down!
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 09:04 PM
Oh, Danny Montanny...
Somewhere, Clay Aiken is screaming "Butch it up!" at his TV.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 09:04 PM
I still say Danny reminds me of this:
http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2006/03/31/arts/liza.184.1.jpg
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 09:06 PM
Looks like Danny will be the "thorn in my side" in this years competition! Didn't like him at all and he seems to think he's all that and a bag of chips!
Posted by: Carla | February 19, 2008 at 09:06 PM
...And he slams Paula in the process. He got a twofer.
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 09:06 PM
mmnnnnyeah...uhhh grotesque obviously means bad mmnnhheah
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:06 PM
Wow. I've seen some pouts in my time -- thrown a few myself -- but that one on Danny's puss just now. Classic. Not used to being criticized, apparently.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 09:10 PM
Allright! Some Midnight Cowboy action.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:13 PM
Luke, catch up with the music.
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 09:14 PM
uh, why is he killing this song? WHY!? WHY!?
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:14 PM
Right now, Harry Nilsson is turning over in his grave.
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 09:15 PM
Please make him stop... make him stop!
Posted by: Carla | February 19, 2008 at 09:15 PM
Thanks for playing, Luke. You're toast come Thursday.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:15 PM
But what about THIS performance Paula?
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 09:15 PM
Yikes, Luke,
I haven't hit a note that high since the tragic bicycle accident of '74.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 09:16 PM
I think the color of that performance was ecru
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:17 PM
Yea Luke, we'll remember it alright... as the performance that sucked!
Posted by: Carla | February 19, 2008 at 09:17 PM
Ryan, it's called being high as a kite, not patience.
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 09:18 PM
I hope Luke can return that outfit to the homeless guy he bought it from.
I don't think he'll be needing it next week.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 09:18 PM
I've NEVER hit a note that high in my life -- ai yi yi. Yikes.
Almost made me forget how cute he is.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 09:18 PM
grrr I want to throw Colton in a sack and send him to Thailand.
Sorry.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:18 PM
...and he's murderatin' my favorite Elvis tune.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:20 PM
Colton ain't Elvis.
He ain't even Roland Gift.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 09:20 PM
Not another one... why do they insist on butchering my favorite Elvis song? WHY??????????
Posted by: Carla | February 19, 2008 at 09:20 PM
What is it with these hipless, swivel boys taking on Elvis tonight -- Colton wouldn't know a Suspicious Mind if it came up and bit him on his flat tuchus.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 09:21 PM
Colton can't top the Fine Young Cannibals version of that song.
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 09:21 PM
Colton does take the lead in the Constantine Maroulis Memorial Camera-Mugging Contest.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 09:22 PM
Simon again shoots someone down, and I am so happy he did.
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 09:22 PM
This nickname isn't much, but since I fear I won't have a chance next week...
"Colton Barely"
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 09:25 PM
The Constantine Maroulis Memorial Camera-Mugging Contest -- what a competition that is. *shudder*
The litmus test on that one is whether or not you feel the need to take a hot shower immediately after seeing their mug on TV. Colton's not quite there yet. But the season is young.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 09:27 PM
What's with the Peter Frampton locks???
Posted by: Carla | February 19, 2008 at 09:28 PM
This guy already annoys me and I haven't heard him sing before. Nice upper lip fuzz, kid.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:30 PM
He is Leif Garrett reincarnated. Excuse me, I need to rinse the vomit out of my mouth.
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 09:31 PM
Wait a minute, I thought the girls competition was tomorrow...
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 09:31 PM
B O R I N G
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:32 PM
Boy, there is a lot of vomiting here tonight.. you guys ok?? Just hit the mute button!!
Posted by: Carla | February 19, 2008 at 09:32 PM
Jeff, you're on a roll tonight! lol
Posted by: Carla | February 19, 2008 at 09:32 PM
Dude, lose the high school peach fuzz mustache.
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 09:34 PM
Kid, book your reservation in rehab now.
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 09:35 PM
Aw, poor Garrett. He took their criticism well. Somehow, he doesn't bug me as much as the other juveniles on the docket tonight.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 09:35 PM
Ooh, I hope he plays the steel drums.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:35 PM
Hey Garrett,
The March 1978 edition of Tiger Beat magazine called, they need you back on the cover.
And your nickname: "Garrett Leif", of course.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 09:35 PM
Like his mom didn't think of Leif Garrett when she named that kid. Sheesh.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:37 PM
Jeff knows comedy. If it bends, it's funny....
What movie, gang?
Posted by: Steve Spears | February 19, 2008 at 09:39 PM
If Minnie Driver had dreds and was male...
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:41 PM
Uh, The Poonies?
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:41 PM
Sorry, but he reminds me of guys who perform of the street corners in Chicago.
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 09:42 PM
Wait, Simon and Paula agreed. Is it the apocalypse?
Posted by: Bassnote | February 19, 2008 at 09:45 PM
Jason,
Keep the beads out of your dreds; they make them look like ponytails.
No one's going to vote for Pippi Longstocking.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 09:45 PM
"If it bends, it's funny."
Alan Alda.
Crimes & Misdemeanors.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 09:47 PM
I'm going out on a limb and admitting I want to see more of that kid this season.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:47 PM
Maybe my cold has made me too soft, but I liked earnest guitar-playing Jason. He, unlike some others tonight, didn't annoy me.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 09:48 PM
Come on, guys!
Crimes and Misdemeanors!
Alan Alda!
Posted by: Steve Spears | February 19, 2008 at 09:49 PM
Steve,
You're probably quoting Crimes & Misdemeanors, but I think it was originally said by Sid Caesar (not sure, really).
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 09:50 PM
Oh, uhm... saving the man-candy for last. Nice Levi's.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:52 PM
The first video flames of the year! Idol only busts out the digi-pyro for people it loves. Seriously, this cat's as good as Final Four.
Posted by: Sean Daly | February 19, 2008 at 09:52 PM
"you did set everyone on fire." ~ Paula
translation: you made me wiggle a lot
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:53 PM
I think I'm with Sean when I say this... I can't stand The Doors!
Posted by: Carla | February 19, 2008 at 09:53 PM
Ahem -- check my post at 9:47, Mr. Spears... i do believe I gave you what you asked for. ;-)
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 09:53 PM
Crocodile Hunkee goes back to the Val-Kilmer-doing-Jim-Morrison thing and the girls drool pumps go all the way up to 11.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 09:53 PM
I'm sold. Where do I sign up for the t-shirt?
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:54 PM
Oh my. Michael Johns. Hot Pants indeed.
And he can sing, too!
Damn.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 09:55 PM
The next shirt you'll see me modeling will be the "I *heart* Hot Aussies"
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 09:56 PM
Jeff, you gentlemen will get your chance to drool tomorrow night.
And yes, this girl's drool does go up to 11 with this guy.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 09:56 PM
I used "If it bends it's funny, if it breaks it's not," in an 8th grade speech in 1978, so I know it pre-dates Alan Alda.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 09:57 PM
I was all set to be blown away tonight. I hardly felt a whisp of air ... I felt a little summin' at the tail end with Michael Lee Johns, but meh overall.
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 10:01 PM
From the same junior high speech:
The "hard c" or "k" sound is also funny.
For example:
"Subtle as a flying stone" is a little funny, but "Subtle as a flying brick" is funnier.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 10:05 PM
Tonight was OK -- not horrible, not great. Some contestants I'm already tired of, some I want to see more of (guess who?!), some I think I've forgotten by now.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 10:05 PM
I seem to remember reading something that Matt Groening said about the word "underpants" being funnier than "underwear."
You didn't cover that in your speech, did you, Jeff?
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 10:08 PM
As in, "Some days even my lucky rocketship underpants won't help."
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 10:11 PM
Exactly. That wouldn't be half as amusing with the word "underwear" in it.
Nice Calvin & Hobbes reference ;-)
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 10:15 PM
Crap -- hit send too early...
I'm more of a Bloom County girl myself. Opus is a god amongst men and penguins. And I think I dated Steve Dallas at least once in college.
Posted by: jane | February 19, 2008 at 10:16 PM
Sadly, I didn't discover Matt Groening until 1982. I loved, loved, loved 'Life in Hell', especially Akbar & Jeff.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 19, 2008 at 10:17 PM
I was an avid Bloom County chick back in the day.
Where do you think i get my ACK!ACK!
Posted by: Marissa | February 19, 2008 at 10:33 PM
Thank guy that sang the Elvis tune "jailhouse rock" nickname should be Tender Vittles.
Posted by: Jeff | February 19, 2008 at 10:51 PM
The Chicago Fox station is declaring David "Chachi" I can't remember his last name as the front runner of best vocals last night. They did say that his coy "awe shucks" attitude will wear thin. Where did I hear that before?
Michael "OMGIWANNAGETMESOMEOFTHAT" Lee Johns was pegged for the stand out that truly owned the stage.
I just thought you'd all want to know what's being said in my neck of the woods.
Posted by: Marissa | February 20, 2008 at 09:14 AM
Because I'm a geek about such things, I tracked down the Dial Idol results from last night's voting...
David "Chachi" Archuleta/12.55
Michael "jane and Marissa's Love Kangaroo" Johns/10.6
Jason Castro/8.22
Danny "Montanny" Noriega/7.69
David Hernandez/7.12
Jason "The Missing Osmond" Yeager/6.15
Robbie Carrico/5.3
Luke Menard/4.81
David Cook/0
Colton Berry/0
Chikezie/0
Garrett Haley/0
Posted by: jane | February 20, 2008 at 09:31 AM
LOVE KANGAROO!! I LOVE IT!! I'm doing a little blogging on that subject right now.
I really hope Chikezie is able to hang on. I think that guy has some rad unleashing to do, and last night fell seriously short.
Posted by: Marissa | February 20, 2008 at 09:46 AM
I've decided to hang a moniker on Chikezie. I was going to hold off because it's a little mean-spirited and references his full frame, but when he decided to go with the single name, he was just asking for it.
From now on:
"Chik-Filet"
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | February 20, 2008 at 09:57 AM
HA! Ironically (or not, actually) Miss Riss, I am also in the process of putting together a piece for my blog on the very same subject.
I also hope Chikezie is able to stick around for another week/another chance. I like his voice overall -- he just had a bad night. Plus I have a soft spot for little Garrett. However, I honestly have no room to complain about tonight's results, because I didn't vote. And that's my rule -- no casting of a vote = no right to b*i*t*c*h about outcomes.
Posted by: jane | February 20, 2008 at 09:57 AM
I've always been a voter, but last night I didn't go for it. I am not a rabid dialer. In the past, I relied upon my text via my cell. But when I changed providers, that went bye bye.
Posted by: Marissa | February 20, 2008 at 10:15 AM
For anyone needing a Michael "Love Kangaroo" Johns fix, you can check out last night's performance on youtube or you can click my blog link (yeah, my name below) and get a double dose of Aussie hotness on my blog ::shameless plug alert::
Posted by: Marissa | February 20, 2008 at 10:38 AM