American Idol: The painful weeks The first month of American Idol is funny because of all of the idiots who realize that they've got no shot to win, but audition anyway. And then there are those who really think they can sing, but are so awful that it's fun to watch them be mocked and rejected. During those first few episodes, I think Idol is at it's best and I don't really look forward to it as much until the field has been whittled down to 5 or 6 contestants.

But, and the show is on as I type, we have reached those weeks where Idol is just unbearable to watch. I think they've narrowed it down to the final 16 and at least 10 of them suck major balls. Some goofy blonde just got done murdering an old Mariah Carey hit (which I think might've been a cover.."Hero"?) and I had to mute it or run to the kitchen to stab at my ear drums with a pointy knife.

There are so many horrible singers that have managed to advance to the point where the audience votes for them and that is just way too far for these talentless hacks.

But what gets me is I'm sure that the "Hero" murdering blonde will get at least one vote...and I won't be able to sleep tonight because of it.

EDIT (or addition): If Paris doesn't win this whole damn thing, the housewives will have either voted enough for Ace to win or the horny frat boys will have overloaded the switchboard dialing for that Pickler chick thinking the Idol hotline to be her cell phone number.  ¶ 5:39 PM