I finally got around to watching the first episode of the new season of SYTYCD and I’m loving it. The last installment was kinda boring, but this time there is only going to be a top 10 instead of a top 20 and I think that will weed out the people who maybe need to get some more training and try again. I’m not an American Idol or Dancing With the Stars fan at all. There’s something about watching people sing covers and C-list celebrities being dragged around a stage by their partners that just makes me embarrassed for them all. SYTYCD has an artistic quality to it that those other shows lack. (Yes, I can in fact say that with a straight face.) Plus, I love me some Cat Deeley. She’s who I picture as Neferet in the House of Night books and it pleases me to think of her as being a secret baddie because she is so sweet and chipper on the show. Not to mention her crazy ass clothes. I love to see what she’s going to be wearing each week.
This day has been a sleepy one for me, literally, my son decided to get up at 5:15 this morning and I’m a bad nap taker, so after the kids go down I think I’ll write for a bit (it’s never a good idea for me to write too much when I’m tired, I go off on useless tangents that I just have to delete the next day) and then catch up on the other two episodes of SYTYCD I have stowed on the DVR. I’m looking forward to spending some time crying with Adam Shankman over the beauty and the hotness of many a scantily clad, well muscled, young thing. Artistically, of course.