The Last of the American Idol 5 Clips

Okay, at the request of a few readers, here's the performance clips from the Top 2 performances. Please right-click and "save as" on the file size that you want.

Katharine McPhee
Black Horse & the Cherry Tree (by K.T. Turnstall) - 222MB, 49MB
My Destiny (gag, barf) - 282MB, 63MB
Over the Rainbow (by Judy Garland) - 254MB, 55MB

Taylor Hicks
Do I Make You Proud (hurl - sorry, this much cheese makes me ill) - 233MB, 51MB
Levon (by Elton John) - 207MB, 46MB
Living for the City (by Stevie Wonder) - 218MB, 48MB

And there you go.

Remind me not to date this guy.

Now those warnings that I used to think were pointless - the "do not use while sleeping" warnings - make a little bit of sense. From Sploid:

What man doesn't want his girlfriend to look her best? Is it a crime to brush a woman's hair while she sleeps? It is in Canada, if you use a power drill.

After a night of drinking on December 29, 2004, Shee Theng and his girlfriend Janine Rose headed home to sleep it off. The couple lived in the basement apartment of the home owned by Theng parents.

Rose, 25, went straight to bed, but Theng was restless, he decided to smoke cigarettes "that made him feel good," according to court records. As Theng, 30, gazed upon his sleeping beauty, he was reminded of an infomercial he had seen. He somehow attached a Barbie doll brush to a power drill and began brushing Rose's hair.

The young woman's hair was soon tangled around the brush, and the drill started pulling out clumps of her hair. The blood soon began to flow. Prosecuting attorney Christian Lim told the court what they already knew.

"When one is sleeping, they shouldn't have to worry about being attacked with a power drill," said Lim. "This man needs help."

Shockingly, Theng admitted to the court he knew the dangers of using power tools for personal grooming. He confessed to having tried the same thing on himself, with similar results.

Theng's lawyer, Ron Morin, insists that his client "wanted to just brush her hair."

I don't know that I'll ever complain about a haircut again. At least none of my stylists have ever used a Craftsman or a Dewalt. Ouch.

American Idol Season 5 Finale MPEGs

Okay, here's large and small versions of parts of the AI5 finale - performance clips, etc. As usual, please right-click and "save as" over the file size of the video that you want to download. Thanks. :-)

I Made It Through the Rain - Carrie Underwood & The Finalists [106MB, 22MB]

The Judge Montage - So Emotional, Do Ya Think I'm Sexy, and I forgot Randy's song. If somebody knows it, tell me because I'm crazily nit-picky when it comes to completeness. [116MB, 26MB]

We're In This Love Together - Al Jarreau & Paris Bennett [100MB, 24MB]

Mystery - Live & Chris Daughtry [139MB, 31MB]

Puck 'N' Pickler, segments 1 & 2:

• The one with the escargot, which is also the one where Wolfgang Puck can't say "Albemarle" [148MB, 33MB]
• The one with the lobsters [69MB, 15MB]

It's All Coming Back To Me Now - Meat Loaf & Katharine McPhee [142MB, 33MB]

Takin' Care of Business; Tobacco Road; Don't Stop - The Male Finalists [167MB, 35MB]

One - Elliott Yamin & Mary J. Blige [155MB, 35MB]

Don't Forget to Remember Me - Carrie Underwood [167MB, 38MB]

In the Ghetto - Taylor Hicks & Toni Braxton [83MB, 19MB]

Man! I Feel Like A Woman; I'm a Woman; Natural Woman; I'm Every Woman - The Female Finalists [197MB, 43MB]

Don't Let the Sun Go Down On Me - Clay Aiken & Michael Sandecki (actually, I think that should be changed to, "Clay Aiken & Michael Sandecki freaks out". Just doesn't seem right to list that poor goofball as an accompaniment to Clay Aiken.) [196MB, 45MB]

Burt Bacharach Montage, including:
What the World Needs Now Is Love - Taylor Hicks & Katharine McPhee;
The Look of Love - Ace Young & Melissa McGhee; I'll Never Fall In Love Again - Kellie Pickler; Raindrops Keep Fallin' On My Head - Bucky Covington; I Say A Little Prayer - Mandisa; Alfie - Lisa Tucker; A House Is Not A Home - Elliott Yamin; What's New Pussycat - Kevin Covais; Arthur's Theme - Kevin Covais, Chris Daughtry and Ace Young; (They Long to Be) Close to You - Paris Bennett; Walk On By - Dionne Warwick; That's What Friends Are For - Dionne Warwick & the Finalists [555MB, 126MB]

Lolita; Satisfied - PRINCE! and his writhing dancers with early 90s ponytails [193MB, 43MB]

I've Had the Time of My Life - Katharine McPhee & Taylor Hicks [118MB, 26MB]

Do I Make You Proud (oh, what a horrible song. Just horrible. I hate these AI coronation songs) - Taylor Hicks (and this file cuts off just before the end, just so you know.) [110MB, 25MB]

Now I have to go study pulmonary physiology, much to my dismay.

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American Idol finale - live blogged (watch out for spoilers)

First of all, I am recording this and will have clips for downloading within a couple of days. I'll make another post when they're up.

Randy says "Dude" a lot. Paula hits people. Simon loves himself. I knew all of that already. Still, entertaining little montages, those.

Who's that guy singing with Paris?

It's two of Chris Daughtry! Oh, nevermind, it's Live! Live, live! (Heh heh heh. See statement about my dead sense of humor that follows.) That was enjoyable. Well, except for those high notes that scared me a little bit.

What's that thing singing with Katharine McPhee? And is it seizing? Should someone administer - uh, something? (I don't have Pharmacology for another year, what do you want from me?) And where is the rest of her dress? And why is she looking at a guy three times her age all creepy-like? And isn't this Celine Dion's song? Hmm. Lots of confusion in that piece.

I can't believe how 24 ended. But I digress.

I'll bet Elliott Yamin sings a song that I don't know with an artist I don't know.

Darn it all, medical school and the whole sense-of-humor-alteration that it has brought. It is making me think that these Puck 'n' Pickler segments are amusing. I'm AMUSED, y'all! By the fake stupidity of Kellie Pickler! It's very sad, the sacrifices you have to make when you go to medical school.

Nice to see Ace Young's hair is still all floaty-like. Bucky Covington's too.

Kevin Covais never took care of any kind of business in his life.

Is this the Clinton inauguration? Did one of the cats change the channel again?

I wonder if the people who sit behind Paula Abdul ever want to yell, "Down in front!" Does she really need to stand up always?

Is this STILL the Clinton inauguration, except with Fords and fake old people? Oh, it's a recap of the Ford-mercials, because we need to see those again.

Katharine's like, "I already know who it's going to be, Ryan."

Proudest Family Moment - Justin Guarini's dad should have this one hands down. I loved that man. Nevermind, these fake awards aren't spanning all five seasons.

I like how Ryan had to tell Elliott's mom to say, "Elliott Yamin" when she introduced him. Hee.

Huh. I was wrong about Elliott's song choice. And eeeeeee! It's Mary J. Blige! I love her too. Except not on this song. But I guess it's the best they could do - I'm pretty sure U2 was busy tonight. When you're U2, you're usually busy. That's just my theory.

Toni Braxton is wearing lingerie. And absolutely no one is looking at Taylor Hicks right now. Except Toni Braxton, who seems to have forgotten that this song is about crack babies in the ghetto, and, oh my heck, she appears to be trying to make a crack baby with Taylor, of all people. Yikes.

I'm glad to see Melissa McGhee still has a midsection - whew. And with that, I was pointing out the fact that she always unnecessarily shows it. Also, I ::heart:: Mandisa so much. I don't care what kind of album she makes, I'm buying it as soon as it comes out.

From Getty Images

Oh look, it's Michael Sendecki, aka FakeClay. This had better be when - uh - this should be when - it is! Wait, did they send out one of The Beatles instead? No! OMGOMGOMG it's ClayEEEEEEEE! Ahem. What's going on with his hair, though? But still - ClayeeeeeEEEEE! Ahem. Don't Let the Sun Go Down On Me - been awhile since I've heard Clay Aiken sing that on the Idol stage. Ah, nostalgia. And FakeClay in the quasi-Everlasting Love outfit (I'm embarrassed that I know that) is about to explode. And Ryan had to take the mic from him and make him sit down. Hee.

I think Dionne Warwick and Burt Bacharach are both wearing someone else's face. Not the same face, of course, but you know what I mean. Also, the Idols look like a December wedding party.

So during the whole Brokenote Mountain or Brokenote Cowboys or whatever they are - during that whole segment, I decided I'd rather listen to my pulmonary physiology lectures.

Holy crap, it's PRINCE? On American Idol? Where are the horsemen of the Apocalypse? I'm fairly sure they're the next very special guests. I am a bit annoyed with Prince, though. But that's another post for another day - even though I do still love him a whole great big lot. Shush it up now, Dr. Aulick, with your alveoli and your capillaries - I'm trying to listen to Prince. I'm going to choose to ignore his scary chest hair, because that's just what he does. Prince, not Dr. Aulick. Ack. I'm definitely more excited about Prince than about the Beatle-ish Clay Aiken. I just decided. And Prince ... out!

Well, that was rather anti-climactic. Not a surprise at all. The end.

Except for one more thing - y'all? If you've downloaded my AI clips this season, and they've made you happy, and you plan on buying the American Idol Season 5 Encores CD that was released yesterday, why don't you use my Amazon referral link? I get commission and it helps to pay my server costs. Thanks. I'll have the finale clips up within a couple of days.

And also, if you found this post at all amusing, you can thank my cousin Susan and her husband, who called me on commercial breaks and who are funnier than me - since I've lost all of my ability to amuse during this year. Boo hoo.

One meeeeeellion dollars! I mean, blogs.

So I've just bought some squares on One Million Blogs - check it out, it's a nifty-looking grid with some good blogs listed. Er - some of them. Pajamas Media? Yes. (Anything La Shawn Barber is involved in has to be good.) But this guy? Not so much. He is so deceived that it made me want to cry. I don't know how non-Christians, let alone people who are so hostile to all types of religion, have any real peace or joy in their lives. You just don't know real peace and joy until you have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ.

But anyway, I'm on the grid. I have a button that says so - I'll get around to adding it to my other "Pieces of Flair" in yonder sidebar eventually.

American Idol performance clips

Here's performance clips (mpegs) from this week (Top 3) - and again, I uploaded both small and large clips - the better quality clips have a clever "lg" at the end. As usual, please right-click and "save as" on the file(s) you want to download, instead of left-clicking and wasting my bandwidth by streaming. Thanks. :-)

Elliott Yamin
I Believe To My Soul (250MB, 48MB)
Open Arms (261MB, 51MB)
What You Won't Do For Love (254MB, 49MB)

Taylor Hicks
Dancing In the Dark (284MB, 55MB)
Try A Little Tenderness (219MB, 42MB)
You Are So Beautiful (264MB, 51MB)

Katharine McPhee
I Ain't Got Nothin' Like the Blues (214MB, 41MB)
I Believe I Can Fly (324MB, 63MB)
Over the Rainbow (310MB, 61MB)

Now, if I can stay awake for the finale. I miss Chris and his wallet chain - and I read that he was going to sing Dream On for the Top 3 week, too. Dang.

Ian McKellen, you've gone and irritated me

I had the Today show on while I was getting ready for class on Wednesday morning, and Matt Lauer was interviewing The Da Vinci Code cast. I haven't really decided what I think about this movie, because I haven't had much time to devote to thinking about it, really. But I do know that I'm bothered by a flippant comment that Ian McKellen made. Newsbusters has a copy of the clip here, if you want to watch it (it's a Windows Media File - right-click and "save as" on that link.) Here's what was said:

Matt Lauer: There have been calls from some religious groups, they wanted a disclaimer at the beginning of this movie saying it is fiction because one of the themes in the book really knocks Christianity right on its ear, if Christ survived the crucifixion, he did not die for our sins and therefore was not resurrected. What I'm saying is, people wanted this to say 'fiction, fiction, fiction'. How would you all have felt if there was a disclaimer at the beginning of the movie? Would it have been okay with you?

McKellen:Well, I've often thought the Bible should have a disclaimer in the front saying this is fiction. [At this point, I expected the lightning to come down.] I mean, walking on water, it takes an act of faith. And I have faith in this movie. Not that it's true, not that it's factual, but that it's a jolly good story. And I think audiences are clever enough and bright enough to separate out fact and fiction, and discuss the thing after they've seen it.

So the Catholic Church already called for a boycott, but now Ian McKellen has managed to offend all Bible-believing Christians. Nice publicity.

And when I was looking for an article to link to about his comments, I ran across this, from World Net Daily:

McKellen, who announced in 1988 he is homosexual, said in a 2004 interview with the London Telegraph he rips out the book of Leviticus, which condemns homosexuality, from the Gideon Bible in every hotel room in which he stays.

Whoa.

I wish he would have said this AFTER I had already seen X-Men 3, because I'm going to have to reconsider seeing it - and I was looking forward to that one, too. Oh well.

American Idol Performance Clips - Elvis Week

Here's performance clips (mpegs) from Elvis week - I'm working on the Billboard #1 / Birth Year videos, as well as last night's performances with the top three. Since it's the top 4 (and the last of Chris - waaaaaah!) I uploaded both small and large clips - the better quality clips have a clever "lg" at the end. As usual, please right-click and "save as" on the file(s) you want to download, instead of left-clicking and wasting my bandwidth by streaming. Thanks. :-)

Chris Daughtry
Suspicious Minds - I thought the sunglasses were a nice touch, alas, not enough (214MB, 58MB)
A Little Less Conversation (196MB, 52MB)

Taylor Hicks
Jailhouse Rock (223MB, 59MB)
In the Ghetto (216MB, 52MB)

Katharine McPhee
Hound Dog / All Shook Up (240MB, 64MB)
Can't Help Falling in Love (200MB, 55MB)

Elliott Yamin
If I Can Dream (200MB, 55MB)
Trouble (232MB, 62MB)

Should be an interesting slightly boring finale. I hope everyone stays off of the floor for a change.

Here iTunes, here's 65 bazillion dollars!

So yesterday, I opened up iTunes and saw that Volume 2 of the Scrubs soundtrack was released this week. (Apparently, it's digital only - I tried my best to find an Amazon link to get my 5% commission, yes I did. It's not on Amazon, y'all. So I'll send you to the album on iTunes, just out of the goodness of my heart.)*

I bought the album from iTunes, decided it was really awesome, and went looking for more songs from the show that weren't on the album. I'm up to like, 41, people. So many songs! And they're all good! Someone help me, I can't stop! And I'm on dialup, even! And I'm supposed to be studying! I have eighty exams tomorrow! But I'm so burnt out! Aaaaaaaaaaargh!

Oh, and Y'ALL. I got my hair cut, a really lot. Like, six inches off. I'm still in somewhat of a state of denial. I think I made a mistake here, considering that my head is huge, my face is round and fat, and the whole rest of me is just big in general. I think my longer hair kind of tempered that, but now my bigness is emphasized for all to notice. Oh well - I'll just look like Godzilla for a few months until I can hide under my hair again.

*But by all means, if you feel the need to buy one of the three seasons that have been released on DVD (and you should, because they're hilarious) and you INSIST on using my Amazon affiliate link, I guess I have no way to stop you. Here's the links, if you must use them:

Season One
Season Two
Season Three (just released May 9).

Ah, poor Chris. I was as shocked as he was.

Okay, so maybe I didn't make a dumb face like THAT, but I certainly didn't expect Chris Daughtry to get the boot last night. Here's what I think happened to him (other than looking like a serial killer sometimes, and making my mom mad with all of his yelling.) I think a lot of people were like me, and went, "Eh, Chris is the frontrunner, he'll be fine. Probably should throw some votes Elliott's way this week, it's kind of like community service." I would think something similar to that every week. And then, invariably, I'd forget about voting until about 9:30 the next morning. So I think Chris just slipped through the cracks. I'm not worried about him, though - he has incredible vocal talent, so someone will do something with him.

I do have mpegs of Elvis week and the Billboard #1 / Birth Year week, but I haven't had a chance to edit and upload them yet. My professors seem to think it's more important that I learn something about hormones and the tissues that secrete them. Sheesh!

At least my histology lab practical won't be like the histology lab practical craziness that's going on in Israel, a.k.a. Land O' The Punchberry:

There was more histology controversy at the histo practical itself. The basic format of the exam is: 15 stations, each with a microscope slide or an EM printout. We have to identify the organ that the slide was taken from and the "identifying feature" of it in 90 seconds. Now, the questions themselves were not hard. For the most part, they were major organs that we should be able to readily identify. But, what they threw in for fun was a confusing system consisting of a long, single spaced spreadsheet of codes for organs and identifying features, so instead of writing "thymus, Hassal's Convolutions", you would need to write something like "A28 / B16". Combine this data lookup with the need to focus the microspcope for each slide and the need to walk between stations, and 90 seconds was simply not enough.

Ory, that is a whole pile of ridiculous. I'm sure you did fine, though.

And I have nothing else to say. Back to studying.

Tom Cruise thinks he's a freaking pronghorn antelope or something

I wish Tom Cruise would stop being so interestingly insane, because I really don't have time to keep up with him. But darn it all, I have to make time, especially when he goes and makes crazy statements like the one he made on Regis and Kelly last week. I don't have an exact quote, but he said that during the filming of Mission Impossible III, he ran at speeds up to 17 m.p.h. for AT LEAST A MILE. Riiiiiiight. That's faster than the world record of 3:48. I'm sure Hicham El Guerrouj of Morocco is somewhere crying. (He would be the record-holder, in case you didn't have that information at the forefront of your knowledge.)

Also, if I see David Blaine in his big ball of water one more time, I'm going to scream. Although I'm not unconvinced that he doesn't have something to do with vanishing testicle syndrome, the most entertaining, albeit unfortunate, malady we've learned about this week.

And in other news, why hasn't someone loaded up the Pop-Tart Shuttle and sent the Pussycat Dolls to Mars? I mean really, why? They make me want to pull out my eyeballs. That is all.

Patrick Kennedy's sleep-driving and my stupidface insurance - a medication rant

Oh, so Patrick Kennedy is blaming his recent driving allegations on Ambien. When I first read the article, somehow I interpreted it to say that he took the Ambien and then proceeded to drive, which would have been highly intelligent, considering it knocks you out in about 12 minutes. Instead, he's saying that he took the Ambien, went to sleep, and woke up thinking he had to go to Capitol Hill and cast some votes, so he hopped in the car and off he went.

Ah, the classic Ambien defense.

I hate when people refuse to take blame for their actions - like the people who take Accutane, ignore the 67 pregnancy warnings on each box (not kidding - SIXTY-SEVEN. In case you missed the first 66) have cone-headed babies, and then sue everybody. Which reminds me, I meant to complain about this a couple of weeks ago. It's kind of a long story but it's really stupid in the end, so bear with me. I'm taking Accutane right now (actually, I was taking Amnesteem, which, in addition to being the worst-named drug ever, is the only generic my dermatologist will allow.) And because of the aforementioned idiots with the cone-headed babies, the regulation on Accutane keeps getting stricter and stricter, culminating in this new iPledge program, where you have to answer a few stupid birth control knowledge questions every month before they will give you a prescription. (This is unnecessary for me anyway, because if one of the mandatory monthly pregnancy tests was positive, then someone needs to clean the guest room for the shepherds.) Anyway. Previously with my Amnesteem, I took 60mg/day, and since they don't make 60mg capsules, I took one 40mg and one 20mg. So iPledge has decided, NO! That's double-dosing! And they only allow prescriptions written for capsules with same milligram amount. Fine, whatever. For my last prescription, I was to take three 20mg capsules daily. Still adds up to 60, right? Okay.

Here's where my stupidface insurance collides with the iPledge program. My insurance says that the three 20mg capsules per day is an overdose (keep in mind that they cheerfully paid for 40mg + 20mg month after month after month.) Guess what the solution is? I had to switch to another generic, Sotret, which comes in 30mg capsules, of which I take two per day. This is fine and dandy with my insurance, because 30 + 30 doesn't equal the same thing as 20 + 20 + 20. Argh! I hate it when people who get to make my medical decisions can't even add. Not to mention the fact that the Sotret isn't working, anyway. (Apparently there was a reason my dermatologist wouldn't approve it.) My erstwhile-beloved Clean & Clear blotting papers, which were becoming fossilized in the bottom of my purse due to lack of use (thanks to the Amnesteem) have been revived into daily rotation again. Ugh.

But back to Patrick Kennedy and his multitasking (you can't drive and sleep at the same time - it sounds efficient, but believe me, you can't. I've tried.) I think I forgot to mention that I uploaded a clip from Best Week Ever that aired a month or so ago, talking about all of the crazy things that people taking Ambien were allegedly doing in their sleep. It amused me. It's in downloads, or you can right-click and save as here.

On times that I didn't get stuck in the mud, and babies without beards

Nobody has post titles like me.

I've alluded to that time that I didn't get stuck in the mud so many times, that I'm afraid I've built it up so much that it won't be funny. But that's never stopped me before, right? I'm always posting stuff that isn't funny. So here we go.

The area in which we have to park at school is partially paved, and partially dirt. The people who get there latest (i.e., me) get the dirt. Which is usually okay, except when it's been raining and then, at the end of the day, I feel like that kid in your kindergarten class who always had a big pile of mud around his feet - with one shoe untied and a nose that was in dire need of a Kleenex. But this story isn't about him.

One day that it had been raining a LOT, I was parked in the very last spot in the parking area, in this huge ledge o' mud. When I put the car in reverse and hit the gas, I got nothing. So I thought, "Woe is me! I am stuck in this mud!" And when things like that happen, I call my daddy. I said, "Dad! Woe is me! I am stuck in the mud!" He said, "Where are you?" (You know, because you don't expect someone who goes to class to end up being stuck in mud, unless that person travels on an ATV to Billy Bob's School Where They Learn You How to Be Doctors.

While Dad was thinking about what to do, I slammed my head against the steering wheel in despair and noticed a bright red "BRAKE". Like, my parking brake.

Whoops. But crisis averted. I am, without a doubt, automotively challenged.

Onward to the bearded babies -

We're doing endocrine stuff in physiology right now, and the professor that we have for this section is fond of asking us questions in lecture. This is interesting because for a few days, I was in awe of my genius classmates who could answer his questions. And then I discovered that the answer is usually about two lines below where we currently are in the handout. So no more awe.

The other day, we were talking about what happens when the adrenal gland produces too much of its stuff (i.e., cortisol, aldosterone, androgens) or too little. And our professor asked what would happen in an unborn baby if he/she had congenital adrenal hyperplasia. The guy sitting beside me said, "Facial hair?" The professor kept a straight face for about a minute, during which he said, "Well, I don't know about facial hair in a fetus ..." Heh. Then the guy leaned over to me and said, "I almost answered pubic hair instead of facial hair." I'm not sure which is funnier, actually.

Random stuff, because I'm awake a little earlier than I need to be awake

Someone actually hit 55,000 and actually told me about it. Sorry to crush everyone else's dreams (but Katrina, I do have something for you - email me your address again, please! I'm a scatterbrain and have misplaced it.)

For the past few days, here's what I've gotten accomplished (in no particular order):

• I had something painful in my shoe;
• I spent a ridiculous amount of time in Wal-mart looking at cheese, partly because I'm indecisive and partly because my mind was wandering around and I was thinking about something else;
• I sneezed on my iPod.
• I saw Akeelah and the Bee, which was terribly cute - almost as amusing as the movie was the group of people sitting a few rows in front of us who, inexplicably, spoke in unison a lot. I also think they recorded most of the movie with a cell phone. That, or they were on an extended call while holding the phone 18 inches in front of their faces, backwards. Anyway, though, very cute movie. Go see it, I say. Scott spent about 57 minutes of the movie trying to figure out where he'd seen the guy who plays the school principal (Curtis Armstrong). He finally came up with John Cusack's friend, Charles De Mar, in Better Off Dead. You know, the guy with the great lines: "I've been going to this high school for seven and half years - I'm no dummy. I know high school girls" and "This is pure snow! Do you have any idea what the street value of this mountain is?" So when he finally figured it out, he was so proud of himself. It was cute.
• We also saw Thank You For Smoking, another good one. I tried to look over both Katie Holmes and the occasional gratuitous bad language. I succeeded.
• I took some pictures of Spongebob Squarepants, who was wearing high heels. More on that later.

And finally, some American Idol performance clips from last week, when the contestants sang love songs and David Foster yelled at everyone and made Chris Daughtry lie on the floor (PLEASE right-click and "save as", or find them in the AI downloads folder)

• Chris Daughtry - Have You Ever Really Loved A Woman (mpeg)
• Elliott Yamin (not YASMIN, which is a birth control pill. Katie Couric, I'm lookin' at you), A Song for You (mpeg)
• Katharine McPhee - I Have Nothing (mpeg)
• Kellie Pickler - Unchained Melody (mpeg)
• Paris Bennett - The Way We Were (mpeg)
• Taylor Hicks - Just Once (mpeg)

Dang, I didn't get around to telling you about fetal facial hair, and now I have to put myself together for class. I'll get to that later.