Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Omaha! Represent!

It's Omaha, and Paula's plane has been delayed.
Chris is up first. He wants to explode so little happiness sparks go everywhere. Or something. He brought Randy a big stuffed dog. Simon threw his. And the guy is crying now. Boy is he flat. He did a handstand. Simon appeased him by promising him he can report from the red carpet. He is more excited about this than the singing, I think.
Have you noticed that every city's convention center looks the same? I remember this from the Star Wars conventions.
Jason is too nervous. He seems to have forgotten the words. He has sung the same Michael Bolton sounding thing three times now. He makes it, but Simon warns him to never do that again.
Montage of people forgetting the lyrics.
Rachael is an arm-wrestling champ and a good singer. She gets through.
Ryan's bicep is hardcore.
Back from commercial. A guy is screaming with an acoustic guitar.
Sarah, or Lady Morgue, is scary. My husband says she is like Cruella DeVil. Paula said yes! I think she was afraid of her.
Ryan is switching places with Paula now.
Samantha doesn't know if she can win. She sounds like Norah Jones, doing Norah Jones. Ryan is out again now. She made it.
A bunch of people make it through.
Angelica misses her parents. Simon tells her to imagine Randy in a bikini. She mimics Celine Dion. She gets through. Her dad on the phone says "it's bad ass" that she is going to Hollywood as a little boy giggles.
Daughtry's followers are next. Yow. David gets through doing a very slow Bon Jovi song. It's boring.
Johnny looks like James Brown, according to my husband. Paula has the hiccups. Simon said "in every single way, that was what he hated."
Tonight's song is "Stuck in the Middle with You." Bad.
Leo is entertaining. He is also good, and has a great look. He goes to Hollywood and he cries. He is so sweet.
Nineteen go to Hollywood.
Tomorrow is Miami Beach.

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