Tag: American Idol

3 Quick Thoughts on Saturday, April 21, 2018

It’s been a busy week and a busy month – Quicken is 100% caught up, taxes are filed, health benefits elected, the May newsletter is mostly done, and I’ve been 9 days with 100% ETL, including no caffeine.  I’m on a roll!

The garden and yard projects are coming along – we’ve done a bit of work outside most every evening this past week.

Bill is away today to an Azure class in Irving, so I’m having a Me Day.  I have ingredients to make homemade pizza for supper and the day is going to be spent crocheting and catching up on American Idol and This Is Us.

Not Michael Johns!

I can’t believe America voted Michael Johns off American Idol this week! From the current poll running on the American Idol site, many others were just as shocked as I was.

Since I had Michael Johns pegged to make it to the final three, I’ll have to pick someone else to replace him. I don’t think it will be Jason, so which one of the girls? My personal favorite is Brooke, but quite honestly, I don’t think any of them are as good as Michael Johns. So I guess I’ll just choose the bottom two, the two David’s, Archuleta and Cook. Either one of them could win and I would be happy!

American Idol

Yes, I am addicted again this season, much to my family’s dismay. And I make my prediction here and now that David Archuleta will win. He is by far and away the best of the bunch. His performance Tuesday night of John Lennon’s “Imagine” gave me goosebumps!

This week’s performances were particularly lackluster. Other than David Archuleta, the only other two boys that were any good were David Hernandez and Michael Johns. The girls were even worse, if that was possible. The only performance of Wednesday night that I really cared for was Brooke White’s rendition of “You’re So Vain.” Of the rest of the girls, the memorable ones are Asia’h Epperson, Carly Smithson, Ramiele Malubay, and Syesha Mercado. The rest just blend in together and I have no clue which one is which. Ditto with the boys. Other than Chikezie and Danny Norriega, they might as well all have been tossed into a blender for as much as I can distinguish one from another.