American Idol is like crack

I am addicted to American Idol. Is it because I like karaoke, and what is AI but glorified karaoke? Maybe. All I know is that when it's that time of the year I get glued to my television set and start voting for the contestants I like best.

I get that it's cheesy. That it's awesomely bad (or just bad?). That I enjoy it much more than a 30-year-old should. But 30 million viewers can't be wrong. Then again, the American public isn't always known for their high taste. Still, if following American idol is wrong, I don't wanna be right, as they say.

However, I know that blogging about every episode is likely to get on people's nerves. So to balance my compulsion to want to throw my two-cent commentary into every episode and not annoy the five people who read my blog, I've started a separate outlet for my AI addiction.

If you don't watch Idol, consider myself a hand-holder through the train wreck that is AI. Or if you follow it, consider it a sort of play-by-play of the show. There are about a bazillion blogs on American Idol--most of whom are actually on the official idol site, but I don't think I want to be part of the official madness. I'll toil away in anonymity instead. But what I really hope to do is convert you nonbelievers into viewers. Because there's two kinds of people in this world I don't trust: People who say they hate sushi, and people who refuse to watch AI.