Once again, at 8PM EST last night, life as we know it came to a stop, and we settled in for a hour and a half of Idol.
Jennifer Lopez once again, made my down time well worth it.
And, oh yeah, the singers were pretty good too.

I received a note from my sister the other day. And check this out, it came in a stamped envelope
and showed up in my mail box.
The one in the street.
I'm serious.
Not in my "inbox" and not in my message folder via Facebook,
but in a white envelope.
It seems she had to attach a little square patch to the upper right corner of the envelope,
currency of some kind, before the post master would put the envelope in the saddlebag
and send it across the state of Pennsylvania.

And get this! Inside was a hand written note, on a piece of paper.
I AM NOT KIDDING!
The letters she made on the paper were in a foreign script of some kind, with curves.
It was not written in the Arial or Times font of which I have become so accustomed.

I can't remember the last time I received a handwritten letter from someone.
Is that good or bad?

Back to Idol.
Watching the remaining contestants last night was like attending seven, 3 minute concerts.
I mean seriously, how good are these guys.
I think now it basically comes down to what kind of music you prefer.
None of them can be voted off because they can't sing.

I'm sticking with my prediction of months ago.
James, the rocker, will be....THE NEXT AMERICAN IDOL!