Oh, and while I’m on a mini posting binge, I’d just like to state for the record that for this season of American Idol, I would have been happy with either Adam or Kris winning.  Kris makes the kind of music I like to listen to (and I think his duet with Keith Urban was all kinds of fantastic), but I appreciate that Adam can sing his face off (as Randy Jackson would say).  Yeah, his screaming kind of turned me off and would either make me cringe or laugh, depending on the song, but when he sings in his normal voice?  I love it.  So, yes, both would have been good winners, and I love that they’re bestest pals and all, which probably makes the creepy Idol fan fiction writers super happy.  But deep down inside, I’m happy that the underdog won.  I’ve assumed for months that Adam would win, but once Kris pulled out his cover of “Heartless” and went for the jugular last week, I thought that the underdog might pull this off, and he did.

Rabid Adam fans, if you want to blame someone, blame me.  I voted.  Once.  And that vote was for Kris.  I would have voted twice except the first time I’m pretty sure I misdialed the number because instead of hearing, “THANK YOU FOR VOTING FOR CONTESTANT TWO,” or whatever the recording dude says, I heard some sultry jazz music and a woman cooing, “Hello, stud,” and I hung up super fast.

Yes, I likely misdialed and called one of those late night party lines or something.  It’s a miracle that I wasn’t overly traumatized and managed to dial the proper number to put in my single Kris vote.

So, yes, I like to believe that it’s my one single solitary vote that made all of the difference.  You’re welcome, Kris.