The Finale Well, it was a suspenseful and emotional night for all. Well... not so much for the west coast people who went online and found out who the winner was at 7pm PST, an hour before the show even started to air there. What kind of person would do that, you ask? You're looking at her. Yes, hi. So about Wednesday night's show. What a sapfest. Not only did they show (FOR THE MILLIONTH TIME) some of the worst auditions from this season, but they also highlighted some of the best moments... snore... and then somebody -- I would really like to know who so I could send them some hate mail -- invited Mikalah Gordon to come and act like some sort of f-ed up TV correspondant with an ego the size of Swaziland. Then there was some weird skit involving Simon having an affair... with himself? I don't know. It was moronic, that's all I know. And you wondered how they could take a 2-second "and the winner is..." revelation and turn it into a 2-hour broadcast. That's how. Good moments were far and few between, but they mostly occurred when past contestants of coolness, such as Anwar and Vonzell, showed up to croon. In the end, Carrie was crowned Idol of the American variety, she cried Miss America-style, and then they all went out and partied. It's over. Thank goodness. Remind me next year to just stick with the Sims-Idol bashing. It's just easier. Return to American Idol Insanity Return to Reality TV Return to AlligatorJuice.com -- Main Leave a message in the guestbook to comment on this article. :) (c)2005 AlligatorJuice.com