And now, back to your regularly scheduled frivolity

Hey, you know how I don't watch reality TV? Another show that I "don't" watch is American Idol. Really, I could care less about it (especially after they booted the very hot, very talented Chris off the show!), but it's on after ANTM, and, well... you know all about that already.

So anyway, I caught this season's finale, and I've gotta say that it was pretty darn entertaining. Burt Bacharach! Prince!!! Di-onne frickin' Warwick!!!! They must have blown their budget for that one. I especially liked Taylor Hick's awkward-adolescent dancing with Toni Braxton. Po' Southern boy didn't know where to put his hands... Good TV fun!

The highlight of the evening though, was watching Michael Sandeki, the now-infamous Clay Aiken wannabe receive his "Best Impersonation" award. I mean, his whole-body reaction to Clay appearing on stage was pretty hilarious, but the funniest part was... Clay's hair. Windswept bangs! How en vogue of you, Clay! I remembered that when Season 2 of Idol was on (and, um, when I didn't watch that either), I could never look at Clay sing. I could either look at him with the TV on mute, or close my eyes and listen to him. But the full multi-modal experience gave me some major heebie jeebies. I was never sure why...




... Until that fateful moment when Clay stepped out on stage. It was then that I realized:




Clay Aiken and Lindsay Lohan are yet another pair of unholy cross-gendered clones*! My heebie jeebies were caused by the fact that a big male voice was coming from a little girl's face. *shudder*

Either Clay's stylist is doing a great job, or LaLohan's is doing a very poor one. Or maybe "The Parent Trap" was REAL, and there really WERE 2 little twin girls! Except one was a boy! Kind of!

Well, I'm off to proctor an exam! Why does that always sound so dirty???



* Ok, the pics don't do their freakish resemblance justice. But if you saw the show, you know exactly what I'm getting at.