No Idol

I watched American Idol last night. For those of you who just got out of your mother’s placenta, American Idol is the top TV show where singer wanna-be sing in front of national TV and, if they are really really really good, they can get a once-in-a-lifetime chance to be humiliated by the juries.

I remember that I watched a lot of this show last season, but I don’t think that I am going to watch very often this year. I don’t know why, but I don’t think that this season’s contestants are very exciting. There is no rocker that rocks, there is no white-haired dude who thinks he can dance, and there is no blonde whose brain is like, well, a blonde’s. This season, however, there’s a babe whose sexy and half-naked photos are all over the Web (check out the news here) But she is voted off now, so, ah well.

And I am also getting tired of hearing Simon’s remarks. It’s used to be funny, now it’s just plain boring. But it’s okay I guess, since I cannot understand his accent most of the time.

So I don’t think I am going to watch this season that much. Maybe I just watch 24, where the tortured terrorist’s scream can substitute some of the Idol’s singing.