First off, I'd like to just say that I am watching American Idol again for the first time in a couple of cycles, and I am glad to be back. I forgot how entertaining Hollywood Week is, and I really like the new judge. And it goes without saying that I am thrilled to be back in the crazy, cracked out arms of Ms Paula Abdul. Or, as we apparently have to call her now, Princess Ladypleats Metalliquad of the Glargflong Galaxy:
She seriously is the prettiest girl on all of Planet Prancyflanfg. I will never forget that episode of Star Trek where she and Captain Kirk almost run off to Oodleskerflong together and get married. You can see why he'd be into her: Kirk could never resist a lady in a beehive, and he could check out his own reflection in her belt/shoulder/glazed eyes.
