IDOL RECAP: Under the Rainbow
Ramiele Malubay was voted off American Idol Wednesday night. And if there's any consolation for the Polynesian Pixie, it's that she's not nearly as bad at singing as I am at predicting this godforsaken show.
Week after week (and weak after weak), Malubay avoided the dreaded Bottom Three, even though she stunk things up pretty good onstage -- and even though I said she was history. But naturally, the one week I predict that she's safe, that she's bargained with the Prince of Darkness, that she's harnessed all the evil in the world to protect her...she gets voted off.
Again, I suck. So there. (To read people who don't suck, check out the Pop Life Comments section, which was brilliant tonight.)
Next week is the whole "Idol Gives Back" thingie, but we'll open up the Pop Life Idol Chat anyway. We'll just snark for charity. Yeah, that's it. Charity.
BOTTOM THREE: Ramiele Malubay, Kristy Lee Cook, Brooke White
AND THE NINTH-PLACE FINISHER IS...Ramiele Malubay



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.
YAY! Sean, you and I have the same bottom. Ha! Let me rephrase that. The same bottom three contestants on the Song Ain't Right!
I want to adore Syesha. Had Brooke done, "I will Always Love You" she could have carried off the Dolly "Best Little Whorehouse in Texas" original version of the song. Sadly, Syesha hasn't learned anything by watching the past 6 years of AI. You don't DO the divas if you cannot 1000% deliver a showstopping performance.
I want Ramiele to be on Toilet-Bowl-Row. I want them to give the contestants a double send off where Ramiecottonblend and her barefoot twinkerella pal Kristy drift off into the forgettable sunset.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 03:02 PM
Like you Sean, I am certain of 1 thing and that is Ramiele is NOT in the bottom 3 and DEFINITELY is not going home tonight.
Bottom 3:
Syesha
KLC
Carly
Going home: Syesha
Posted by: DoctorDrew | April 02, 2008 at 03:30 PM
live from the beautiful residence inn in Knoxville, tn, here are my predictions, based on the half-listening I did last night at my in-laws:
Bottom three:
KLC
Syesha
Jason
Getting the boot from Miss Dolly's stiletto:
Syesha. Evoking not one, but two über-divas with your song choice = kiss of death.
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 05:20 PM
Oh! Sean! Tonight's the night! Ramiele is going home! I respect the comments, yes, but it's not Syesha; it's Ramiele. Ramiele is Malu-bye-bye tonight.
Posted by: r2cents | April 02, 2008 at 06:53 PM
Last night was Carly’s best performance. Simon’s right about the wardrobe, but that girl can sing. She’s lacking stage presence, though; they all are, especially little David.
Posted by: r2cents | April 02, 2008 at 07:03 PM
Sean, I was just reading the last sentence on this post. I once saw a movie where people went to a party and dropped their keys in a bowl. I can assure you concern for drunk driving was NOT the reason ... what'choo tawkin' 'bout, Daly?
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 08:02 PM
Please, please, please let it be Ramiele.
Posted by: mrstreme | April 02, 2008 at 08:10 PM
Jane, a Fla girl in the land of the Vols? Be careful!
Posted by: Dede | April 02, 2008 at 08:28 PM
Daly's looking for a possible tradeup from the Mazd. Unfortunately if he picks my keys I will be the winner.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 08:37 PM
Two Mephistopheles references on Times blogs in one day? That must be a sign that Carly's gone.
Posted by: Steve | April 02, 2008 at 08:38 PM
Red Four, checking in...
It's been awhile and I'm suffering from DSB (Deadly Snark Build-up).
My anchor trio:
Ramielle
Syesha
Jason
And Syesha gets the boot.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 02, 2008 at 08:41 PM
Got to believe it is little Remi's night to go. Her body was not even in sync with the music and the performance was just so bad. Syesha is safe for another couple of weeks as next week it should be Jason's week to leave.
Posted by: Don | April 02, 2008 at 08:42 PM
I dunno Don. Horny, err, I mean love struck 17 year olds are really diggin' on Kmart Jack Johnson's Dred-locked vibe.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 08:45 PM
By the way, Sparky, I'm impressed with your ability to keep your reply to my comment in a G-rated zone. OK, impressed isn't really the word. More like, disbelieving. I'm away one night and this place has gone to Disney. What gives?
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 08:46 PM
Jason certainly has Harriot in Cuba's vote.
But then again, in Cuba you have no choice but voting for Castro's.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 02, 2008 at 08:50 PM
bwahahahah Jeff. Welcome back!
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 08:55 PM
I'm practicing diversity training. ;)
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 08:56 PM
I'm rather uncomfortable tonight. My desk chair (which I snagged from work after we got new ones), went kaplooie. Screws fell out. Naturally, I thought to myself, "Screws fall out all the time!"
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 08:57 PM
Well done, Sparky! I have a gold star for you. Let me smack right on the middle of your forehead
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 08:57 PM
Rami's worried -- what a sour puss look!
Posted by: Dede | April 02, 2008 at 08:57 PM
What the hell are they doing on stage? Were they rubbing butts?
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:00 PM
Most of these stiff's will be working "9 to 5" soon enough.
Do you want fries with that?
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 02, 2008 at 09:01 PM
Wow. This sucks.
Good to see Cook is back, tho.
Posted by: Sean Daly | April 02, 2008 at 09:01 PM
David Archuleta had a chance to sling Kristy and Ramiele into the mosh pit and he missed it.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:01 PM
Disney called. They want their crappy group performances back.
Posted by: mrstreme | April 02, 2008 at 09:01 PM
...and who else is back, Sean? hmmmm?
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:01 PM
9 to 5? Sorry, I've got to go with Comic Book Guy: "Worst Dolly Parton song ever."
Posted by: r2cents | April 02, 2008 at 09:04 PM
Perhaps if Syesha sang laying on the piano like Michelle Pfeifer did in the Fabulous Baker Boys she'd stand a better chance... guys? Anyone? Anyone?
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:06 PM
God that 9 to 5 was such a steaming pile of fecal matter.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:07 PM
Dede -- I actually took a couple of my Gator decals off the car before the trip, so as not to evoke any undue angst on the part of tacky Volunteer fans here in Knoxville.
Totally missed the group sing -- and doesn't look like I missed a thing.
Although shorty spice sure looks dour tonight...
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:07 PM
Jane, you are a smart woman.
Oh, here's Roo...Yay, safe.
Posted by: Dede | April 02, 2008 at 09:08 PM
As much as Shorty Spice needs to go, Sean is always quick to point out that Idol loves irony.
So adios, Syesha.
The gal with the biggest rack gets shown the door by Dolly Parton. Classic.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 02, 2008 at 09:09 PM
Happy dancing for my 'Roo!!
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:09 PM
Is that vintage Dolly on Michael Johns' shirt? Awesome...
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:09 PM
Little David is so surprised whenever he is praised. Guess he doesn't get much of THAT at home...
Posted by: Dede | April 02, 2008 at 09:09 PM
the Toitey Bowl man is calling!
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:10 PM
No stool samples yet, my oh my.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:10 PM
Does Chachi's dad EVER take that damn hat off? Dude, male pattern baldness isn't tacky (promise!) -- but wearing that hat all the time is.
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:11 PM
I have this sad vision that David A. is forced to sleep in the closet under the stairs like Harry Potter when he misbehaves.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:12 PM
Miss Ris, have a bad day at work or just feel like laying a beat down to a man. Thought you would have been in a roo-rific mood.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:13 PM
Hey sparky -- didja ever get that laundry taken care of last night?
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:13 PM
I want Michael Johns t-shirt. Would that not be awesome for me to wear it? lol
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:13 PM
Kate checking in....
And the Bovine gets another go. Sigh.
Posted by: Kate | April 02, 2008 at 09:14 PM
Stage parents. Suck.
Archuleta is talented. No doubt about it. Hopefully when he turns 18, he will dump Daddy Dearest.
Posted by: mrstreme | April 02, 2008 at 09:14 PM
Anybody else from Pa. here. I am going to be so glad when our primary is over. I am getting sick of seeing Obama on my tv. I am waiting for him to say "Live long and prosper".
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:14 PM
I like Chachi's singing voice, but his speaking voice drives me to distraction.
He's the Ozzy Osborne of the 'tween set.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 02, 2008 at 09:14 PM
Sparky, I'm in a good mood. Excellent.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:14 PM
Honest to goodness, I think we need to figure out a way to get a call through during this part...
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:15 PM
Yes Jane, did not go into work looking like Jack Klugman.
Posted by: | April 02, 2008 at 09:15 PM
Checking in from PA. The sooner the better for the end of those #%@*$% adds.
Posted by: | April 02, 2008 at 09:16 PM
I honestly think Jeff is our best bet. Nobody can turn down a man in uniform.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:17 PM
Sparky, if you're referring to me smacking a star on your forehead, it would be more like a love-tap. I say it at work all the time. They know I mean it affectionately.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:17 PM
Fillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfillerfiller
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:18 PM
Clark brother looks like the love child of David Cook and Jason Castro
Posted by: Kate | April 02, 2008 at 09:18 PM
Shhhh Everyone. There is NO way Shorty Spice is going home.
Posted by: DoctorDrew | April 02, 2008 at 09:18 PM
What's with the dude getting all down and grudgy on the gee-tar like he's doing a doody on the floor?
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:19 PM
I can always use a love tap.
What the F is this? This is a Great American Band?
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:19 PM
I'm sorry for all you PA folks with the political ads -- damn are they annoying. However, I've been glad to have a little breather from the intensity on the national level.
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:19 PM
If these guys WON the band contest, I would hate to see the losers.
Posted by: mrstreme | April 02, 2008 at 09:19 PM
Where is the GONG?
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:19 PM
Is this performance causing anyone else to twitch ever so slightly?
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:20 PM
This is dreadful.
Should have had Tampa's Warren brothers
Posted by: DoctorDrew | April 02, 2008 at 09:20 PM
Hey, Sean, wasn't there a band from St Pete in that competition? And these guys beat them????
Posted by: Dede | April 02, 2008 at 09:20 PM
I can't stop laughing.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:20 PM
My husband: "At least they play instruments."
Me: "Dorky little instruments."
Posted by: Kate | April 02, 2008 at 09:20 PM
Wow, all of a sudden I looooove the Jonas Brothers.
Posted by: Sean Daly | April 02, 2008 at 09:21 PM
I live in Wilkes-Barre. How do you think I feel. Hillary and Barrack are spending more time in the area than I am.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:21 PM
And all of sudden I hate Ford.
Posted by: Sean Daly | April 02, 2008 at 09:22 PM
Love-tap! Baby Love-tap.. when you see a little star on the head of the dude ...
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:22 PM
Grunge bluegrass. Who knew?
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:22 PM
Wow are they going to plop out the three stool samples all in a row.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:22 PM
Sean, in your case it would be a For.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:23 PM
A little turd in the making.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:23 PM
David Cook. Stubble.
Good night for jane. Oh. Yeah.
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:24 PM
Yes. Ramiele is finally back on stool row.
Posted by: mrstreme | April 02, 2008 at 09:24 PM
YES!! We were WRONG! Woot! Yippee!! Wrong and happy about it!
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:24 PM
Plop, plop.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:24 PM
Figures.
Posted by: Sean Daly | April 02, 2008 at 09:24 PM
Hope springs eternal.
Maybe Shorty's boots are made for walkin'.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 02, 2008 at 09:25 PM
Yes! We were RIGHT! Woot! Yippee!! Right and Happy about it!
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:25 PM
And Shorty Spice gets the first stool of doom.
KLC -- our own Debbie Downer.
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:25 PM
Reverse Jinx. Woo Hoo
Posted by: DoctorDrew | April 02, 2008 at 09:25 PM
Yes. This is shaping up correctly!
Posted by: mrstreme | April 02, 2008 at 09:25 PM
I would rather look at her back, walking out the door.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:26 PM
Dare we hope?...
Posted by: Dede | April 02, 2008 at 09:26 PM
::snort:: Sparky. Fitting 'plop,plop' for the toitey seats.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:26 PM
Hey, now thats a great two some on the stools.
Posted by: David-b | April 02, 2008 at 09:26 PM
KLC can't even get love on Country Week?
She'll never be able to show her face in the trailer park again.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 02, 2008 at 09:27 PM
do you think our collective thoughts can make the results turn to Ramiele? C'mon everybody "ohhhhhhmmmmmm mariskahargitaymariskahargitay-sendramiecottonblendpacking"
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:28 PM
West Virginia's phone line must have been cut.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:28 PM
DoctorDrew, I'm thinking it's more your personal mojo than reverse psychology that worked that voodoo that you do so well on Shorty Spice.
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:29 PM
ugh! I pray I don't have to listen to Carrie Underwear sing on "Idol Gives Back" night. bleah.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:29 PM
bucky covington: proof that country music doesn't require much talent
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:30 PM
Ahhh! Bucky Covington! Make it stop! He reminds me of those Disney-type mascot characters, he doesn't even need a mask.
Posted by: Kate | April 02, 2008 at 09:31 PM
Look! It's Bo! Please be wearing leather pants... please be wearing leather pants... please be wearing leather pants.
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:31 PM
Hey all, just got a call from my buddy. Going to see Asia friday. It was a good day for Sparky. Raise and free tix.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:31 PM
OH geez! someone send the crash cart for Jane.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:31 PM
Bo Bice looks like one of the Geico cavemen.
Posted by: Sean Daly | April 02, 2008 at 09:32 PM
Congratulations, Sparky. I give you a gold star with nothing but affection and no smacks.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:32 PM
What a coincidence, Bo Bice's performances in Season 4 put me in the hospital as well.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 02, 2008 at 09:33 PM
hahahaha Sean. You're killin' me!
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:33 PM
Miss Ris. Saw Carrie with the Mrs a few weeks back and she is good and not hard on the eyes. She actually pulled out 2 Guns N Roses songs for her encore, November Rain and Paradise City. It was actually rocking.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:33 PM
You hush, Sean Daly. Pfffftttt.
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:33 PM
Ack! November Rain is my least fave G N R song
OMG!! YEAH! YEAH! OMG! SEAN! we're so wrong, but it feels so right!!!!!!!
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:34 PM
Jason is the last plop./
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Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:34 PM
And you too, Jeff. Double pffffftttt.
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:34 PM
Someone please explain Brooke's attraction to me? I don't get it.
And hey, maybe America doesn't either -- bottom 3!!!
Posted by: Dede | April 02, 2008 at 09:36 PM
Bye Bye Rama Langa Ding Gong
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:36 PM
Wow! Man. Whoa. Eeks. Drat. Not Brooke.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:36 PM
Does Simon perform self love during the playback?
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:37 PM
She's boring, Dede, but she would fit on my chillin' on a Saturday afternoon playlist.... with Carole King.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:37 PM
Does stroking his moobs count as self love, Sparky?
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:38 PM
Paula better watch the way she's slumping -- her right boob looked perilously close to seeing the light of day on that last camera cut to her.
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:38 PM
It looks like Shorty is shopping in the children's section of "Hobbits R' Us"
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 02, 2008 at 09:38 PM
Jeff! Again I say Welcome Back!
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:39 PM
Mis Ris, whatever makes you feel good.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:40 PM
Oh, let me count the ways, Sparky.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:40 PM
I'd pay to see that Jane.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:41 PM
I guess, Riss, but I grew up on Carole King. Saw her on the Today show a few weeks ago & her voice is better than ever. Brooke is no Carole King no matter how much I squint, IMO.
Posted by: Dede | April 02, 2008 at 09:41 PM
I like Brooke a lot -- but I'm also a girl with a whole iPod playlist full of nothing but Carole King/Carly Simon/Joni Mitchell/Mary Chapin Carpenter/you get the picture.
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:41 PM
JANE! A fellow MCC fan! She's so awesome...
Posted by: mrstreme | April 02, 2008 at 09:42 PM
I think under the right set of wings, Brooke could do quite well on the adult contemporary charts.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:43 PM
oh, and let us not forget her strong morality. So, I wouldn't be surprised if you don't see her appearing on the Christian music charts when Idol is over.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:44 PM
MCC is great!! Love her.
Posted by: Dede | April 02, 2008 at 09:44 PM
I am sure Hef would help Brooke out on the adult charts.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:44 PM
Man, they're killing me *sniff* with these Idol Gives Back sob stories. I'm such a sucker for stuff like that.
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:45 PM
Let me just jump up in agreement about MCC.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:45 PM
A good plastic surgeon is what's lifting Dolly up.
Posted by: DoctorDrew | April 02, 2008 at 09:45 PM
Not crazy about the song, but Dolly rules.
Posted by: Dede | April 02, 2008 at 09:47 PM
I thought gravity is pulling Dolly down.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:47 PM
Jane, I agree, on Brooke AND Mary-Chapin-Carpenter. (insert clink of margarita glasses)
Posted by: Kate | April 02, 2008 at 09:47 PM
I think we ought to make a blog version of We ARe the World. lol We'll put together clips of all of us singing a heartfelt tune. We'd be a youtube sensation!
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:47 PM
I'm not digging Dolly's tight britches.
When my eyes wander south of the Mason-Dixon line on a 62-year-old woman, I'm not interested in seeing a lot of detail.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 02, 2008 at 09:47 PM
MCC rocks my world. I seriously listened to "Come On Come On" every single day for a year. Wore out two cassettes.
What is La Parton wearing? She's like a sparkly silver matador.
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:48 PM
OK, who's taller Shorty Spice or MCC?
Posted by: DoctorDrew | April 02, 2008 at 09:48 PM
lol Jeff. Oh man. I thought it, but actually refrained from saying it.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:49 PM
Go to youtube and type in Heynabonics and you'll get a taste of where Sparky grew up.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:49 PM
It doesn't matter. MCC rocks and Shorty Spice just stinks. =)
Posted by: mrstreme | April 02, 2008 at 09:49 PM
J -- Why Walk When You Can Fly is my personal mantra, LOVE it
Posted by: Kate | April 02, 2008 at 09:49 PM
Sean's inner dialogue: "she has big b*oo*bs. they scare me. I prefer smallish ones.. like, Simon's moobs. Those are divine."
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:51 PM
Isn't everyone taller than Shorty Spice?
Posted by: Dede | April 02, 2008 at 09:51 PM
I meant Ryan's inner dialogue ... wrong Irish name.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:51 PM
Thank you Kate -- I had a feeling that you were also a woman of excellent and diserning taste. *throws margarita salt in air in celebration*
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:52 PM
My MCC mantra is The Moon and St. Christopher. But I have to agree with you, Kate, about your mantra pick. A great tune.
Posted by: mrstreme | April 02, 2008 at 09:52 PM
My MCC mantra "sometimes you're the windshield, sometimes you're the bug"
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:53 PM
If Ramielle goes bye bye I have a hat trick today.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:53 PM
Riss,
I've never been known for my restraint.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 02, 2008 at 09:54 PM
Wah Wah Wah!
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:54 PM
"Sometimes you're a Louisville slugger, sometimes you're the ball."
Posted by: Dede | April 02, 2008 at 09:55 PM
Yup, Christian music will be calling Brooke, if they haven't already.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:55 PM
Final two: can't go wrong either way
Posted by: mrstreme | April 02, 2008 at 09:55 PM
And my MCC mantra is "I Take My Chances"
All our mantras are bitchin', though...
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:55 PM
The hats are on the ice.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:55 PM
Sparky! sparky! Sparky!
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:55 PM
That's a good one too, mrstreme. Marissa, yo7u crack me up. (sorry we didn't get to meet last night, I missed you)
Posted by: Kate | April 02, 2008 at 09:56 PM
THANK GOD!
Posted by: mrstreme | April 02, 2008 at 09:56 PM
Thank you. No further questions.
Posted by: | April 02, 2008 at 09:56 PM
And the Good Ship Shorty Spice sets sail for Boot Island... buh-bye.
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 09:56 PM
Now she can record the duet with Danny.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:56 PM
What's even cooler is that I knew what you meant by 'hat trick' wee! I dated a season ticket holder of the Atlanta Thrashers. Yeah!
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:57 PM
Awesome! The reverse jinx comes through! Now time for you to go bye bye.
Posted by: DoctorDrew | April 02, 2008 at 09:57 PM
Apparently the only thing keeping Shorty around was Sean picking her to go.
Once he moved his crosshairs elsewhere, the curse was lifted.
I was wrong and I couldn't be happier.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 02, 2008 at 09:57 PM
Jamie Farr is going ape Sh*t on the gong. And here comes Rip Taylor with the confetti
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:58 PM
Kate, I read the comments when I got home from work last night. You're such a welcome type-face here. Dede, you're not excluded in that.
Yes! Good defeats evil, Sean. yeah, baby! Take that Beelzebub! In your face!
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 09:59 PM
Aw, I actually feel bad for her, poor little thing. Not bad enough to wish I VOTED for her, but ...
Posted by: Kate | April 02, 2008 at 09:59 PM
Are the Thrashers an actual hockey team? Just kidding.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 09:59 PM
Thanks, Riss. I aspire to your cleverness.
Happy happy joy joy
Posted by: Dede | April 02, 2008 at 10:00 PM
You wil never cross my mind again Shorty Spice! don't let the door hit you in the ___ on the way out
Posted by: DoctorDrew | April 02, 2008 at 10:01 PM
ha! I had such fun at the games, Sparky. I saw "Fuel" on the ice after a game. Nothing better than that, beer and Buffalo wings. Hockey is fun. Love it when a game breaks out in the middle of a fight.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 10:01 PM
Mis Ris is the Queen of Zing.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 10:01 PM
Doesn't fuel ruin the ice for skating.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 10:02 PM
Awwww, Sparky! Your forehead is going to be bespeckled with gold stars.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 10:02 PM
Ok, must log off here and go do laundry or I'll have to go to work tomorrow looking like Jack Klugman ... ok, not so much. Night y'all.
Posted by: Kate | April 02, 2008 at 10:03 PM
Was Bob Hartley the coach when you saw them. He use to coach the Hershey Bears and I thought he was pretty good there.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 10:03 PM
Good night Kate. Don't want to look like Jack.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 10:04 PM
Oh, man. Jay would murderate me for not remembering. It would have been about 4.5 years ago.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 10:04 PM
You must be this tall to ride this ride.
And, as Short Round (INDIANA JONES & THE TEMPLE OF DOOM) would say:
I'm very little! You cheat very big!
Posted by: Princess Di | April 02, 2008 at 10:05 PM
I thought Bob Hartley was a shrink in Chicago with a wife named Emily... wow, is he talented!
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 10:05 PM
He got into hockey as a side job. He wanted something more stable.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 10:07 PM
OH how I loved the Newhart Show. They have it on DVD now.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 10:07 PM
And I now have a new life objective: Whatever I do, try not to look like Jack Klugman.
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 10:08 PM
I dunno. Being rumpled while wearing a ball cap works for some people. Mustard stains and smelling of Old Spice and cabbage, not so much.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 10:09 PM
Remember go to youtube and look up Heynabonics. Good laugh and they actually talk like that here. Not me but everybody else.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 10:09 PM
"Under the Rainbow" Sean Daly, you rock my margarita enhance world.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 10:10 PM
I'm guessing that coaching hockey was a more stable gig than being an innkeeper in Vermont...
Posted by: jane | April 02, 2008 at 10:11 PM
KLC survives for another week! Keep the negative energy coming, gang.
Posted by: Guy | April 02, 2008 at 10:12 PM
I gotta go get some sleep.
I've got some big shot visitors in town and if I'm going to convinvce them to give me a couple of million of your tax dollars for some of my renewable energy ideas, I'm going to need to be at the peak of my tree-huggin', Birkenstock-wearin', hacky-sack-playin', Brooke-listenin' grooviness.
Later.
Posted by: Jeff in Cuba | April 02, 2008 at 10:12 PM
Heyna is a question, not an answer
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 10:16 PM
Oh hey, wanna hear a bit of irony? I was deleted by a 'friend' on myspace for being too snarky. I ask you, is there such a thing? Sheesh! And I went easy on her.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 10:22 PM
Hayna is actually both a question and an answer depending on inflection.
You too snarky, don't believe it for a minute.
Posted by: sparky | April 02, 2008 at 10:24 PM
Oh, the instructor on the video says Heyna is only a question. But you live it.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 10:38 PM
Tremendous chatter tonight, superstars. Almost 200 zings per hour? I do declare, that's a record in these parts.
Posted by: Sean Daly | April 02, 2008 at 10:50 PM
Yeah! Snarkland rules! Sean, if you're the King of Snarkland, what does that make me?
By the way, I just gave you that title.
Posted by: Marissa | April 02, 2008 at 10:56 PM
Sean - You are too modest.
That was obviously just a clever use of reverse psychology on your part in an effort to finally boot shorty.
Good work. A job well done Sean!
Posted by: David-b | April 03, 2008 at 08:12 AM
Miss Ris, I told you, you are the Queen of Zing.
I am just the Court Jester around these parts. Here for your comedic pleasure. Kind of like an appendix, don't really serve a purpose but you miss me when I am gone.
Posted by: sparky | April 03, 2008 at 09:10 AM
Thanks Sparky! Will you leave a scar if you're removed?
Posted by: Marissa | April 03, 2008 at 09:27 AM
Damn tootin', I ain't going out without a fight.
Posted by: sparky | April 03, 2008 at 09:47 AM
I was too sick last night to join in the festivities, but I am SOOOOOO HAPPY that Shorty Spice got the boot.
Posted by: Bassnote | April 03, 2008 at 10:36 AM
sparky, if you were my appendix and left a scar, i'd design a tattoo just to highight it. Jack Klugman dressed like a jester. *wink*
Posted by: jane | April 03, 2008 at 10:47 AM
Wow, this thing's getting weird.
Posted by: Sean Daly | April 03, 2008 at 11:15 AM
Sean, Pop Life goes David Lynchesque
Posted by: Marissa | April 03, 2008 at 04:43 PM