Well they advanced the redheaded dillweed.

Looks like the Claymates are still in force this season, and they've managed to find someone even cheesier than Clay to vote for.

I just want to get my rankings on tonights AI performances down for the record - before I go to the message boards to see how stupid people are.

From best to worst:

Jasmine (had one really horrible note that I'm surprised none of the judges mentioned)

Suzy (second best of the night, and one of only two good performances)

Tiara (stupid name, but sang the song well)

Lisa (was screaming the song, but looked hot)

Heather (butchered the song that killed Tamyra Gray)

The guys (they all sucked - especially George)

I'd like to see Jasmine and Suzy advance, but I could also accept Lisa. As long as that redheaded dillweed doesn't make it I'll be okay)

Today I did my part to keep the economy moving by taking my Christmas lights down.

This helps the economy because my sister Dina had a bet that the lights would still be up next Christmas.

I'm combining the Friday and Saturday reports in an effort to get enough information to make this post worth posting.

No such luck.

I had boring beers, all of which I've had before, and Rich O's itself seemed pretty boring.

I really miss Cone Smoker.

Looks like I called it. Amy and LaToya made it through.

Not that I could watch it or anything, what with stupid college basketball prempting three of the local stations tonight. I found out who advanced via the Internet.

I'd still really like to see Elizabeth and Leah again. Maybe they'll be in the Wild Card show.

One of my vices is watching American Idol each week. I got hooked by Kelly during the first season and I haven't missed a show since.

At times I take my fandom too far though. I really should stay off the message boards. I usually come up to my computer after each show to see what people thought - to see if they agreed with me.

Usually they don't agree with me.

Usually they're stupid. And usually they're mean about it.

Tonight, for the record, I thought the first three did very well, with Amy and Elizabeth edging out Eric.

I also thought Leah was fantastic. Leah also got hot since I last saw her.

I thought the last girl was suffering from an asthma attack throughout her performance, but all the judges, and the people on the message boards loved her.

I'd like to see Elizabeth get voted though, but I'm afraid that her outfit will cost her a few million votes. People with legs like that should not wear mini-skirts.

I'd also like Leah to advance.

What I think, though, is that the last girl, LaToya, will make it through, and after that probably Amy. I can live with that I guess.

Today I took the day off work to get some stuff done. This is in stark contrast to most of my off-days when I usually just play pool and watch TV.

Today I had a plumber come by to install my new water heater and water softener. I had an electrician here to wire up an unused switch in my basement to some overhead lights, and I had two different painting company people here to give me an estimate on painting my house.

I was also supposed to get an estimate on repairing the stonework in the basement - from the demolition I did to make room for the pool table - but that guy never showed up.

Once the stonework repairs are done that will take care of the little things I wanted to do this year. The big stuff like painting the house and getting my roof recovered will have to wait until I see if I can refinance my mortgage and take advantage of these low interest rates.

Since I'm off tomorrow, and feeling a little better, I thought I might go to Rich O's. I haven't been there in over a week, what with being sick and all.

This Death Flu II is really annoying. I'm having pretty serious coughing fits whenever my sinuses drain into my throat, and I'm often struck with some pretty disconcerting bouts of lightheadedness.

Perhaps it's not just the flu that I have. Maybe I have a brain cloud or something.

Anyway, I ended up deciding to pass on Rich O's for tonight.

At a meeting today at work, I noticed this handwritten entry in my notebook:

I have no idea what this means.

Happy Birthday to me!

I start my 39th year enduring the initial stages of the Kentuckiana Death Flu Part II, this time with added congestion!

I probably won't even make it out to celebrate tonight.