A word of warning:

Apparently, we are on the verge of yet another season of American Idol. I do this face to face every year and despite the fact that it never works, I'm also doing it on the Blog Of Web. Here goes.

I don't care about American Idol. I don't want to hear about it. Don't tell me about the crazy contestants. Don't give me your predictions. Don't hum the themesong. Don't ask me to watch it with you or for you. I don't care about it. Don't tell me about the crazy 45 year old gay guy who wore a blanket to the tryout but could sing like an angel. Don't tell me about Simon Garfunkel's snide French comment. I don't want to hear about Paula Poundstone abusing the "Idols". Don't say "Oh, I know you hate it but just listen to this part!", because I will hate you.

It's bad enough that I won't be able to watch TV or listen to the radio for the next 9 months because of the constant jabbering about this stupid show. Commercials, DJs, alleged news shows. In spite of the fact that I have absolutely no interest in this show, I am forced to know everything about it just because I am exposed to the outside world. I would be thrilled if I could make it 1 season without hearing about it. Help a poor recluse realize his dream. When it comes to American Idol, act like I'm dead.