It's that time of year again. American Idol time. And though I had remarked earlier this year that I would not be watching this season, it's grabbed me like a fever that I can't shake. And though I watch it, I don't like it.
My thoughts on the subject haven't changed much in the past year.
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Bummer. My eloquent thoughts on the natures of Ann Coulter and Jesus have been gunned down in the crossfire of bitter blog battle. Oh well.
Speaking of disappearing posts, Walking in Memphis is the worst song ever.
You've never owned blue suede shoes.
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