Half an Idol and None of Stars

I do have other things to blog about, including yet another tag to fulfill, but all that will have to wait because you realize it's Tuesday, and for you regular blog readers, you know what that means. It's time to comment on my shows and offer my feeble predictions.

I'm sure you're wondering what the title of this blog has to do with anything, let alone the price of tea in China (and while we're on that topic, I sure don't know where that expression came from). Well, this week I saw none of Dancing with the Stars on Monday night for the stupid reason that the batteries in the clicker were dead, the tv was stuck on Cartoon Network, and we couldn't find fresh batteries. In the olden days, I would have just turned a little dial to change the channel, but now in the grand and glorious age of technology, I'm completely dependent on batteries to change the cable box. Stupid progress. So anyway, I had no prediction there, because, I missed the whole thing. I did see the results show, and I'm more convinced than ever that there's a little somethin' somethin' going on with Derek and Shannon. Maybe he can convince her to give up gambling.

And as for Idol, I only saw half of it because I had a meeting for Cub Committee, on which, I am. I dashed home just in time to see Paula consoling Brooke, and I have no idea what happened. I heard something about forgetting lyrics and starting again, but I didn't see it myself.

Based on the performances I did see and the recap, here are my thoughts:

Oh, my gosh! David Archuleta knocked it out of the park tonight! I loved his rendition of "All I Ask of You." It was contemporary, it was groovy, it wasn't girly -- it was gorgeous. He completely blew me away. It made up for having missed the first half of the show, just to get to hear that.

David Cook made me very nervous when he announced that he was singing "Music of the Night." You know what, though -- it was really good. He can sing -- he's not just a rocker, he's a singer. He did a fabulous job. I didn't care for his last note, but the rest was brilliant.

Third for me was Carly. I hated the song she chose -- I've always hated the concept of making a Broadway musical about Jesus Christ -- but she sang the song well. Horrid, sacreligious song, but she performed it well.

Syesha, Jason and Brooke are going to be in the bottom three. Syesha sang her song reasonably well, but it was boring. Jason was in way over his head tonight, and Brooke -- I love Brooke. I think everyone in America loves Brooke. But she didn't pull it out.

My guess to go home -- Jason. I think Brooke will get enough of a sympathy vote to keep her around one more week. Jason, though, just tanked. There was great and mighty tankification taking place.

And that's what I'm wagering will happen.

Postscript: Wow, last night's elimination show was wild. I guessed that Syesha would be in the bottom, and that Brooke wouldn't go home, but that's all I got right. Seacrest threw me off by having a bottom two instead of three -- yeah, I'll blame it all on him. I doff my cap at Rob for guessing Carly would be the one, but I have to give myself props for getting him thinking about it.

I have to wonder how much of an effect Carly's song choice had on her elimination. I didn't like the song, but she sang it well and I still ranked her #3. Very interesting . . .

Meanwhile, the Mormons are still going strong. I don't know if we've ever had a Mormon make it this far on the show, and now we've got two of them. They're the main interest for me now -- with both Michael and Carly gone, I'm feeling a little disheartened. Not that I'm going to stop watching . . . honestly! What do you take me for?