It Returns...

...like a phoenix from the ashes, like a sailor to the sea.

It comes. Returning to us. A great behemoth that will devour all other network ratings.

A place of song. Of seventies tunes. Of Paula's platitudes and Randy's "dawgs". Of bad dance numbers and even worse solo acts.

Of Simon's insults.

And somewhere out there is the new Spawn of Satan. A new young bad singer with no talent whom America will embrace and love, a person we will inevitably LOATHE WITH A VENGEANCE.

A bad singer who gives this blog a reason to live.

Aaah.

I can't wait...