I haven’t been following much for all sorts of reasons. But I caught a little last night. I don’t like any of them. That Yamin guy looks like Oz from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, but less animated. That Katharine McPhee is easy on the eyes, but she’s sounds to me like the second best singer at the very best hotel in Vegas. Though that might be her song choice. And Taylor Hicks. Ugh. He reminds me of one of those guys who tries to look like William Shatner at a Star Trek convention, except he’s trying to look like George Clooney. He could star in an all-male sequel to Single White Female playing opposite Clooney (“George! George! How do you like my Caesar-cut?). But, aside from the nasal twang, what annoys me most is that every dance move he does reverts back to a pelvic clench which makes him look like he’s got to pee. Twirl-twirl-hop—-twirl-twirl-twirl-hop-hop-Jazz hands — . It’s very disconcerting.