Idol Sighting!
I went for a run this afternoon and soon found myself waiting for a light to change up near Central Station. As I stood there, I noticed a very familiar-looking Asian guy walking towards me. My first thought was that it was one of the Snook’s co-workers, and I nearly opened my mouth to say “hi.” Then a lightbulb went off over my head: It was Thanh Bui! He stood next to me, waiting at the pedestrian crossing. The light finally changed and we began to walk. I made a snap decision and pulled off my headphones. “Excuse me,” I said, turning to him. “Are you Thanh?” His voice was soft and shy. “Yes, I am,” he said. I gave him a big smile. “You did really great this year!” He said thanks as I sped off into the crowd. Hey, he wasn’t my favorite or anything, but he seemed like a nice guy. He sang ABBA in front of everyone in Australia! That takes some courage. So I was happy to think that maybe my comment lifted him up a bit. (I was also interested to see him sitting in the stands at tonight’s live show!)
As for the Final 3, is there really any doubt? I loved it when Dicko said “Holden hates me anyway” and gave Wes a touchdown. For second place, I’m going to have to go with the shearer. Spano’s good, but I thought he really boned it tonight. His first song was one nobody recognized, and his second one (Santana’s “Smooth”) was one everybody and their mom recognized, but he sounded awful on the low verses. Luke still moves around a little awkwardly, but both of his songs were solid and he deserves to get to go to the big show. But seriously, WES ALL THE WAY. I’m totally voting.
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I had a really weird dream last night that involved Mark Spano as my new boyfriend (I don’t know what happened to Mr C. — he didn’t make an appearance at all), and me measuring out quantities of mixed nuts on a scale. Make of that what you will.