Yay! One for the home team!
Ugh. One hour of my life, not exactly wasted (cause I managed to read four magazines during today's second half of the "American Idol" finale), but spent slightly nauseated.
I have to say, seeing an old, flabby, washed-up George Michael sing "Praying for time" gave me more goosebumps than anything I've ever had to endure on American Idol (and hey, I've watched a whopping 3 episodes altogether through the seasons). I'm still glad, though, that the rockier David Cook (who is, somehow, from the KC area) had won instead of that schmaltzy kid with the weird little muppet face. Creeped me out.
I have to say, seeing an old, flabby, washed-up George Michael sing "Praying for time" gave me more goosebumps than anything I've ever had to endure on American Idol (and hey, I've watched a whopping 3 episodes altogether through the seasons). I'm still glad, though, that the rockier David Cook (who is, somehow, from the KC area) had won instead of that schmaltzy kid with the weird little muppet face. Creeped me out.
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