Dancing! on my TV!

I think I've said, like, all of this before, but it all bears repeating.

I could not be less interested in the new Twilight movie, but that werewolf guy is (hell, all the werewolf guys are) hot. Not hot enough to get me to pay to watch the movie, but I don't mind the commercials so much as I could. So, so shallow. *is ashamed*

Tap mics did not bother me as much this week as last, even with them having to move into place at center stage, but I'd still prefer they were turned off. Paula Abdul chair still annoys me, but its presence made way for Shankman's string of song titles, so it's forgiven, this once.

In related news, I still love Adam Shankman, and I am completely in love with his approach to judging this episode.

And! In a stunning turn of events, I do not hate the stage anymore. Were they not using the backdrop last week? Or did I just ignore it in my stage-hatred.

( I was bored by at least half the routines, so it's shorter this week )