HOWEVER! In my case, I have absolutely no problem admitting that I'm totally, 100%, without a doubt, wholeheartedly addicted to American Idol. I am. From beginning to end. I love watching the initial auditions, except for the real weirdos in costumes or those people whose parents are either blind, hard of hearing or too out of touch with reality to tell their kids how untalented they are. Of course, that's partly what makes AI what it is.
When we first started watching it was a family event. Every Tuesday and Wednesday night the Bozas would sit down, watch, criticize and make our own "educated" guess at who would be the next American Idol. Often times we would all agree on who the winner would be and other times totally disagree. We hear the sharp notes, the flat notes, the trained voice and the untrained voice. We comment on vocal style, dress style and hair style. We judge the judges and for the most part we love Simon who most people love to hate; he knows his stuff, he's just a little blunt in the delivery.
This is one of the only programs of which I know the time and channel to tune in. So if we're eating and haven't yet finished, we move to where ever we need to be so we can get a full shows criticism in.
So this week, through all the commotion in the house, we found a way to sit down together Tuesday and Wednesday nights. Then, with all the musical wisdom we could conjure up we cast our votes and waited with anticipation for Thursday night to see just how inclined we were. I can tell you this, we're purdy darn good!