Bad Mood.

Nygel et al. bring Brandon back to cover for Billy Bell. He gets in a day before the performance show. And then they proceed to rip him a new one for sucking at the smooth waltz, which is the dumbest dance to put on a show like this. And then they don't even guarantee that he'll be allowed to audition next year. Plus, SYTYCD has slowly gone from a show completely in the hands of the public to one that is progressively in the hands of the judges. Miserable piece of airtime.

These reality shows are just dying. ANTM thought shorter was better (in the case of K-Sizzle it is, but that's about it). Project Runway is one of the few shows where the judges ARE the stars, and that was never more apparently than this terrible season.

GAH! I should run a TV network. These people are morons. Sigh, the only thing that brightened my day (which is still going, btws... oh yeah, check that time stamp) was this:



and this:



Seriously people. I haven't been this obsessed with the epic awesomeness of a celebrity since Colin Farrell. And that's saying a LOT.

As The World Dances.

The big news on the SYTYCD front is that Billy Bell, he who brought the Shankman to tears (like that's hard or something), has dropped out of the competition. And would you believe, Guy #11 was my pick Brandon Dumlao.

Of course, Billy, he who was a frontrunner of frontrunners because he's cuddly and is named Billy, had to drop out after the top 20 were introduced tonight. So now Brandon missed out on that. Brandon also misses out on full training time for the first show (i.e. tomorrow), and Brandon is stuck on a the season where Nigel thought it would be a good idea to go on during the fall. Eediot. Ah well, some fodder (hi Kris!) make good, but this is ridiculous.

After ffing through tonight's introduction--btws how did they not do this before? this made everyone, including the choreographers, look good--also Wade Robson should always work--I've got to rejigger some predicks.

Of course, I'm still rootin' for BD.

Jakob seems like the best dude -- but what a doooooork. And not like, Kelly Clarkson ducka ducka dorkiness that makes you a winner. I'm talking, like, dance camp dorkiness.

I'm over Nathan, which is saying something b/c I was never under him. Victor doesn't seem all that bendy, which is too bad b/c I was under him. Russell's the man. Italian tapper has a melted face, but I hope he does well. Boot Philip. Boot Legacy. Boot the ballroom douche. And I can't even remember the other hip-hopper, so keep him around to the top ten then boot him first.

For the girls, I really like the latin ballroom girl -- what's her face. She's cheeky.

I liked Ellenore when I first saw her, but now I'm thinking she dances heavy (thanks Mia!). Boot married lady. Step on Molleeeeeeeeeeee until she's insignificant. Bianca is all limbs--and I don't know if that's good or bad. The other jazz girl seemed okay. All the others have just blended together: but here you go, imagine a fairly pretty blonde contemporary girl who let's her hair fall all over the place. Multiply by 4. Then boot 'em all.

Best routine, other than Wade's, was totes Mandy Moore's Coldplay routine. But if you watch closely -- the dancers actually tire out before it's over. PEOPLE. Jeanine would not approve. Step it up. I can't have Brandon win during a season of losers.

To Someone Crappy and To Someone Awesome.

So this season of ANTM absolutely sucks. This whole short girl thing has squeezed out interesting and likable people (except for Laura and Nicole -- they rawque). Tonight's ep just highlighted that. So to that end, a letter:

Dear Kara,

The reason that Nicole does better than you even though she sounds like a corpse when she talks is that she's nice and you're a b____. Also, you look like Amelie Mauresmo. Glad you got booted and lost out on everything you whined about in your exit interview like a sore loser who's never seen a reality show before.

Dear Jessica White,

You are to die. Please replace Ms. Banks as the host of the next cycle of ANTM.

Sincerely,

-28st.

PS: DID YOU ALL SEE THAT MY PICK BRANDON DUMLAO HAS MADE IT TO THE FINAL CUT NEXT WEEK ON SYTYCD? The last person to have this little screen time that I liked was one Mr. K-Sizzle. To. Die.

So I Know I Can Watch Dance.

I'm kinda awesome at predictions. After the first audition, I've got my eye on Brandon Dumlao. Go to about 30 seconds in:

MJ is predicting that Ryan Ksprckzck will be this season's Natalie Reid. I'm intrigued.

Bacon!

So Kris Allen wins American Idol, beating Evil Gokey.  Then Jeanine Mason wins SYTYCD, beating sweet-but-out-of-his-league Evan Kzsxrvkqk.  The world is going bats--t reasonable all of a sudden.  I feel like it's going to start raining puppies and baby ostriches any day now.

 

In other news, I'm two degrees of separation from a contestant on More to Love.  Give me a medal.

You Can Dance.

Jeanine Mason for the win.

Because Dancers Are Pretty.

So last time I talked about SYTYCD. Here's the addiction piece that was kinda... dare I say it? kick-awesome: