I had no idea that tonight’s American Idol was two hours long, and considering that I was up most of last night with a stomach virus-stricken five year-old and just finished eating some great Mexican food with some sweet bloggy friends, the odds of me staying awake for this whole deal are pretty dicey. My only hope is that the DVR will enable me to fast forward through all the filler.

Not that Idol EVER has any filler, of course. NOOOOOOO.

So anyhoo. Here we go.

Jackie Tohn – “A Little Less Conversation” – First of all, 1984 called and wants its outfit back. FOR THE LOVE. I actually really like this song, but the arrangement and delivery were just bizarre. It also sounded like she was really short of breath, which stands to reason because, well, nerves, but the most telling part of this performance for me was that it seemed way longer than a minute and twenty seconds. She seemed comfortable, though, and she moved around the stage well. I’m trying to be positive.

Ricky Braddy – “A Song For You” – Elliot Yamin sang this song a couple of seasons ago in one of my favorite Idol performances ever, so I was doubtful that this version would measure up. But oh, I was wrong. LOVED IT. I know Travis could tell me all the technical terms and explain why it was so enjoyable, but all I know is that I thought it was phenomenal ’cause it sounded REAL PURTY. He didn’t oversing, didn’t overcomplicate it – and once he gets his stage presence lined up with his talent, he could be a real contender.

Alexis Grace – “Never Loved A Man” – Now y’all, it’s a bold move to sing some Aretha on the first time out. But if my hair was that sassy, I might break out some Aretha my own dadgum self. MY WORD she nailed it. It was utterly enjoyable to watch, totally eclectic and quirky and fun, and did I mention that her hair is SUPER SASSY? I just loved that she wasn’t afraid to make an unconventional song choice, and she sang it really well.

Brent Keith – “Hicktown” – He seems like a darlin’ guy. He does. But this just didn’t feel distinctive or original, and even looking at him as a country artist, there wasn’t anything about him that made him stand apart from the pack. Country fans may push him through to the next round, though – so it’ll be interesting to see where he goes from here.

Stevie Wright – “You Belong With Me” – Now she probably won over a large portion of the tween audience by singing a Taylor Swift song, but besides that? Oh bless her heart. It was seriously uncomfortable to watch because she never really found the key she was looking for. The bottom line is that it just wasn’t a successful performance. I wanted to hug her and then run and hide.

(NEIL PATRICK HARRIS ALERT! NEIL PATRICK HARRIS ALERT! I ADORE HIM! AND HE’S IN THE AUDIENCE!)

(WHY AM I SO THRILLED BY HIS PRESENCE?)

Anoop Desai – “Angel of Mine” – Anoop decided to go with a ballad, and his voice sounded incredible. I didn’t love this song choice – a little boring for me – but there’s no question that he can sing. I think it would’ve been fun to see him do something a little more lively, but good for him for showing that he’s got some big-time talent – and I’m hoping that he picks a better song for the next go ’round.

Casey Carlson – “Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic” – Before I heard the first note, I was thinking that this is a HUGE song choice mistake unless you’re Shawn Colvin and recording a CD of covers back in the early 90s. And while Casey is darlin’, she’s certainly no Shawn Colvin. Her gestures were very pageant-y and over the top, and I’m pretty sure that she winked at us. More than once, even. All in all it felt like karaoke to me (I typed that right before Randy said it – it’s like we share a mind).

(As a brief aside: why is it taking so long for them to put each contestant’s name on the screen once he or she starts singing? It’s driving me a little bit crazy.)

Michael Sarver – “I Don’t Wanna Be” – Now I love me some Gavin DeGraw, so I was immediately excited about the song. The performance was a little rough in the beginning, but he seemed to find his way about thirty seconds in. He wasn’t pitch-perfect by any stretch of the imagination, but he was definitely infectious. He seemed nervous, but if he continues to pick good songs, he could hang in the competition for awhile.

Ann Marie Boskovich – “Natural Woman” – In all honesty, I got sick of this song back in the late 80s after I’d watched “The Big Chill” for the four hundredth time. And while there was nothing about Ann Marie’s version of the song that made me want to stand up and shout, I did appreciate that she took control of the stage and performed with some confidence. She just never seemed to have control of the song – but I’m betting she gets another chance to show us what she’s made of.

Stephen Fowler – “Rock With You” – Okay. I’m just going to say it. I think we over-romanticize these early 80s R&B songs, and while yes, they were fun at the time, every single time someone drags out an old Michael Jackson song I just think MY WORD, COULDN’T YOU FIND SOMETHING A LITTLE MORE CURRENT? It’s going to be boring as all get-out unless you do a complete re-do like David Cook and “Billie Jean” – because it’s too tough to improve on some classic MJ. So all that to say: I was really underwhelmed.

Tatiana Del Toro – “I’m Saving All My Love For You” – You know what I just said about people breaking out some early 80s MJ? Ditto for people breaking out some mid-80s Whitney. IT’S BEEN DONE TO DEATH. And it’s not that Tatiana can’t sing, because she has some pretty decent skillz, but what we heard tonight was no different than what we could’ve heard in the piano bar at a really nice hotel. That being said, she was better than about half of the other contestants, so she’ll probably make it through the the next round.

Danny Gokey – “Hero” – I’m immediately questioning the Mariah Carey song choice, but I’m willing to trust that he knows what he’s doing. Plus, there’s a raspiness in his voice that I absolutely adore because it makes him distinctive. BUT – he’s better than this song. With a voice like that, he should be picking songs that don’t immediately make us think of Mariah and the Olympic Opening Ceremonies. He’s way better than a cheesy ballad, but that being said: he flat-out nailed it.

So, internets – what did you think? Who did you think were the best (and the worst) performers tonight?

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Have I ever told y’all about when David and I were dating and he whisked me off to New Zealand?

No?

Maybe that’s because IT NEVER HAPPENED.

However, he did take me to the Ryan’s Family Steakhouse buffet a few times, and oh, we did we ever make eyes at each other over a basket of piping hot yeast rolls (with some Country Crock Honey Butter Spread on the side).

So what I’m saying is that I can’t really relate to the whole fantasy date thing. I can’t relate to going back to a “fantasy suite” (though we did stay at a Comfort Inn & Suites recently, but that was a wee bit different than some sort of romantic hideaway in New Zealand). And I sure as heck can’t relate to wearing a bikini and piling up in a hot tub ON NATIONAL TELEVISION because, well, NO.

But don’t think for one second that my inexperience in these areas is going to prevent me from discussing them.

Tonight’s fantasy date episode of The Bachelor started with Jason saying “her and I” AGAIN, but I was willing to forgive his pronoun errors since I really liked the scruffy beard he was sporting. After ten minutes of recap, we finally got to see Jason in New Zealand, where he wore a leather jacket and stood on a rock and looked very rugged (see: scruffy beard).

Jillian had the first fantasy date, and Jason picked her up in a helicopter (which, by the way, was always the preferred method of transportation when David and I went to the Ryan’s Family Steakhouse). Apparently Jason and Jillian talked beforehand and said, “Hey! I know! Let’s both wear PLAID!” because they were both sporting some serious flannel. I’d also like to add that they looked absolutely exhausted, thus confirming my previously stated concerns about the jet lag.

While they sat on the edge of a cliff (metaphor much?), Jillian told Jason that he was amazing and they had such a connection and she was so grateful for their amazing connection, and she went on to say that she was looking for someone who could be her best friend. Jason responded by saying that he felt like he could be friends with her forever, but then he told us (apparently Jason thinks we’re all REALLY CLOSE FRIENDS) that he didn’t know if there was any passion between them.

So they met for supper in some abandoned building and Jason said AGAIN (just to us. not to Jillian. I think he trusts us, y’all.) that he didn’t know if they have a romantic connection. Jillian said that everytime she’s with Jason it exceeds her expectations, at which point I wanted to climb through the TV, tap her on the shoulder and say, Hey, Jill – do you mind if I call you Jill? – PRODUCERS PLAN THESE OUTINGS. If you make it to Seattle, it’s gonna be lots of Wendy’s Value Menu and some DVR’d episodes of “30 Rock.” Don’t kid yourself, sister.

Then they went back to the fantasy suite where we were subjected to waaaay too much footage of them in the hot tub.

(Is anybody else noticing that whereas people on The Bachelor used to pretend like they were just going back to the fantasy suite for drinks or something, now the people on the show are much more vocal about why they’re going back to the hotel room?)

(IT MAKES ME SO UNCOMFORTABLE.)

(And if you’re under the age of eighteen and reading this, you need to know that the reason they’re going back to that hotel room is to play board games.)

The next date was Molly, and the first thing I noticed was that she ran like crazy toward Jason and he pretty much stood still.

Symbolic? PERHAPS.

Molly and Jason went bungee jumping, an activity that gave Molly lots of opportunities to make puns (“we’re taking a leap of faith together”) as well as analogies (“it’s like we’re going through something scary together, but we have each other to lean on”). And also: “[Bungee jumping] was really like falling in love. You’re sitting on the edge. You’re scared. And then you just have to let go and do it.”

Well said, Molly. Well said.

Afterwards they had coffee and Molly pulled out a long list of questions, a move that was nothing short of brilliant since we all know how much guys like to have an endless barrage of questions fired at them. Molly was quick to point out that she was saving one question for later (WHAT COULD IT POSSIBLY BE? SURELY IT DOESN’T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH THE FANTASY SUITE, YOU CLEVER GIRL!).

And (sort of) seriously, I think what made me the most uncomfortable about the whole Q & A exchange is that it spotlighted the fact that Molly and Jason’s conversations are a little stilted and awkward. It seems like she isn’t willing to just let conversations happen, and tonight I kept thinking that watching Molly with Jason is like watching a girl act like she thinks she’s supposed to act in order to make a guy interested. That doesn’t really have “LONG TERM” written all over it.

Later that night “J” and “Mol” had dinner in front of a really large fireplace, and after about three different awkward silences, Jason broke out with an analysis of Molly’s family’s body language. Molly told Jason that she was falling in love with him, and about that time my husband – who was tapping away on his Blackberry and as far as I could tell not even watching the show – piped up and said, “Well, it’s pretty obvious that he’s not falling in love with her.”

YOU HEARD IT HERE FIRST, PEOPLE.

After dinner Molly pulled out her list of questions again, and I’m sure you were as surprised as I was when she used her final question – written in beautiful, painstakingly-crafted calligraphy – to ask Jason to go back to the fantasy suite. Personally I think that “Mol” is most comfortable when she’s in control, but Jason didn’t ask me so I couldn’t warn him. Anyway, they went back to the fantasy suite and put on their bathing suits and then climbed in a bath tub.

Which, as I’m sure we can all attest, is pretty much what every married couple in America does on a nightly basis.

Last but certainly not least in the fantasy date line-up was Melissa, and the first thing I noticed was THEY RAN TO EACH OTHER, IT’S TOTALLY A SIGN. I also noticed that Melissa used “Jason and I” incorrectly, so maybe these two really are destiny. “Her and I” loves “Jason and I.” It’s PERFECT.

The two lovebirds took a boat ride (has anyone else noticed that he always does stuff with her where they just hang out and spend time together?), and I loved how easily Melissa articulated what she was thinking and feeling (a Bachelor anomaly for sure). They talked a little bit about how Jason was disappointed that he hadn’t met her parents, but then he assured her that not meeting them doesn’t affect his feelings for her, so LET’S JUST MOVE ON NOW, M’KAY?

Jason grinned like crazy when he saw Melissa walking toward him for their nighttime date, and then they had dinner at some place with a bunch of red curtains. The Southern girl in me was tickled to death to see them actually eating their food and not just playing with it. After dinner they went back to the fantasy suite, and while normally I’m totally cheesed out by any fantasy suite shenanigans, that wasn’t as true this time because Melissa told Jason that she loved him and it was almost as good as “Notting Hill,” I promise. So naturally when Jason responded by saying that he was completely falling for her, I couldn’t help but worry that we’re in the midst of a major Bachelor fake-out.

I WILL BE SO ANGRY IF THAT HAPPENS, I CAN’T EVEN TELL YOU.

Before the rose ceremony Chris and Jason had their weekly therapy session, a part of the show that I have grown to adore. I like how Chris looks at Jason oh-so-earnestly and says, “So. How are you holding up?” and then Jason pours out his heart and I smile and wish that this season would never end. Once the therapy session was over, Chris told Jason that each girl had made “a very personal, private video message” – so private, in fact, that each message was only seen by Jason and the millions of people watching.

I adore reality television.

We didn’t really learn anything new in the videos, but I thought it was interesting that while Molly and Melissa professed their love, Jillian held back a little bit. And based on how often Jason said tonight that he’s looking for so much more than a best friend, I’m thinking maybe Jillian should have said more than how they would laugh a bunch together and enjoy lots of homecooked meals. And there’s not anything wrong with those things, of course – we just have to remember that Jason wants an amazing passionate connection with lots of passion that’s very amazing. And connecting.

Jason was pretty emotional at the rose ceremony (quick aside: I love Melissa, but what in the sam hill was she wearing?). However, he composed himself and gave the first rose to Melissa, which was really no surprise at all.

BUT THEN.

The second rose went to Molly, and WHAT DID I TELL YOU PEOPLE ABOUT JILLIAN NOT SAYING ENOUGH IN THE VIDEO?

MY WORD.

(Seriously. I have to bring it up again. WHAT was Melissa wearing? Were there rhinestone hearts on the back of that dress? And some scallops?)

After Jillian left Jason had to sit down on a bench and compose himself while I wondered why there were two frilly purple pillows (with trim!) on a bench that was totally exposed to the elements. Jason said he was falling for Jillian but not in love with her, so I guess he was falling into like? Into friendship? Into I-know-I-only-want-to-be-with-Melissa-so-getting-rid-of-Jillian-will-make-the-final-decision-even-easier?

The previews for the next two weeks were such BONAFIDE GOLD that I’m going to have to watch them about six more times, and while I don’t have any idea why the “After the Final Rose” show has the potential to be “so dramatic and so emotionally difficult,” you can rest assured that I won’t get a good night’s sleep until I find out.

So farewell, Jillian. We all thought you were adorable. If it’s any consolation, you had on the best dress tonight and your hair has never looked better.

It’s true.

And finally, Jill – do you mind if I call you Jill? – I’d like to leave you with this:

Though your tears fall like rain.

And you no doubt feel pain.

True love you will attain.

I’ll say it aGAIN and aGAIN.

Like a refrain.

[dramatic pause]

[stay with the pausing for impact]

Auf wiedersehen.

All righty. Here’s the deal.

Today has been a wee bit on the hectic side and I didn’t do much bloggy stuff (though I did play nine or twenty two rounds of Uno with a certain five year-old) and a couple of hours ago, when I finally settled in at the computer, State had the nerve to go into TWO overtimes with LSU which made writing next to impossible what with all the constant refreshing of the scoreboard page.

So, since we had a two-hour AI on the DVR tonight, I thought, Well, there’s my post. Idol it is. Plus, since they were calling it “THE FINAL CUT,” I figured we were no doubt in for THE MOST DRAMATIC ROSE CEREMONY EVER.

Oh, you can’t possibly expect me to keep all these shows straight.

Anyway, I went into Idol with the best bloggy intentions, but quite frankly trying to write about tonight’s episode was a beating. There were recaps and fake-outs and sing-offs and switcheroos. There was no rickety elevator and no 256 steps. The contestants were in a mansion and everybody sat in some really tricky chairs.

And then I found out that Tatiana made it and I was done.

It was too much, y’all.

And also: SHE HAS TO STOP SCREAMING.

So do you know what I’ve decided to do?

I’ve decided to go to bed.

And I’ll see all you sassy interwebs tomorrow.

Love,
Me

Tonight’s episode of American Idol features the last round of Hollywood Week eliminations.

I AM SO FAKE EXCITED!

(Sorry. But our internet is being VERY MOODY right now, and I’m sort of frustrated by that even though I know that the spotty internet is NOT a big deal in the grand scheme of things, but still. Frustrated.)

(Stupid human-ness.)

Anyway.

Adam Lambert kicked off the festivities with a ballad-y rendition of Cher’s “Believe,” but I didn’t think he was nearly as good as Matt Giraud, to whom I am pledging my undying Idol allegiance thanks to his slammin’ version of “Georgia on My Mind.” LOVE HIM A MILLION TIMES.

Jamar Rogers was totally quirky and endearing and interesting – so much more than a run-of-the-mill Idol contestant. Then his buddy Danny Gokey took the stage and won me over with a bluesy version of “I Hope You Dance,” and that is saying something considering that I don’t ever have to hear that song again in my whole life ever, I don’t care how cute LeeAnn Womack’s daughters were in the video. IT’S CALLED RADIO OVERKILL, MY FRIENDS.

Anoop Desai broke it down with some old-school Bobby B. (say it with me, Whitney fans: “BOBBY BEEEEEEEE”). Anoop is FryDaddy‘s favorite, so I’m anticipating some heated discussions this season regarding Anoop v. Matt: IDOL SHOWDOWN ’09. We may even have to stage a formal debate, but I’ll settle for some good old fashioned trash talking.

The first female contestant of the night was Kendall Beard, a darlin’ girl who made the ambitious decision to sing “Before He Cheats” – a song that’s great for Carrie Underwood but maybe not the best choice for an audition. Lil Rounds, on the other hand, handled Alicia Keys’ “If I Ain’t Got You” with no problem at all. She’ll be in it for the long haul, I think.

And then there’s Tatiana. Who really defies any description I could possibly offer.

Joanna Pacitti, bless her heart, completely forgot her lyrics, but I thought she scatted the song beautifully. After Joanna we were subjected to one was-it-good-enough performance after another as the contestants were divided into rooms where they’d wait to learn their Idol fate.

[I’m pausing for dramatic effect.]

[Because the waiting is always very dramatical.]

The first group that made it through to the next round included cute little Jasmine Murray from Starkville, so I was tickled to pieces about that.

The second room found out that they didn’t make it, and I was sad to see Leneshe Young in that group. I actually liked her version of “Love Song” by Sara Bareilles, but apparently it wasn’t enough.

The third room – which included Danny, Anoop, Jamar, Matt and Lil – made it through, and that was really no shock at all considering the level of talent in that partitioned ballroom. I think they’re what you would call THE FRONTRUNNERS.

The last room featured a wailing Tatiana, and surprisingly, her group made it through, too.

Tomorrow night is when we find out which 36 contestants we’ll be seeing once the real-live competition starts (Mr. Linky will be up for y’all to add your posts once the round of 36 begins), and I’m going to go out on a limb and say that everyone I mentioned from the third room will make it.

Tomorrow night also means that we’ll get to watch people take that endless elevator ride and then walk the 256 steps to the judges’ table for their “yay” or “nay.”

I adore those 256 steps.

So what about y’all? Do you have any favorites so far? Any predictions you’d like to share so that we can re-read your comment in May and then marvel at your Idol intelligence?

See y’all in the comments.

I am a longtime fan of The Bachelor, and there’s no question that each season has had a unique personality, a special brand of charm. But I can honestly say that this particular season has topped all the rest – what with the two-hour episodes, the extra helping of cheese where the dates are concerned (I will hold the General Hospital group date in my heart for the rest of my earthly days), and last but not least, Stephanie’s staggering array of accessories.

That’s really the only downside to tonight, by the way – the fact that we won’t get to see Stephanie’s Fashion Parade. I mean, she had more hair clips than I have earrings, and quite frankly I admire that in a girl.

Anyway, tonight’s episode offered my favorite of all the Bachelor traditions: the bachelor’s visits to the girls’ hometowns. This is one episode that I cannot possibly watch live because of the sheer volume of rewinding and pausing required. I study this episode like nobody’s business; in fact, if I had applied this amount of effort when I was in college, I probably would have been rewarded with some sort of medal at our commencement exercises.

(I mean, IF I COULD HAVE MAJORED IN REALITY TELEVISION?)

(Ican’teventhinkaboutit.)

We started off tonight’s hometown dates with Jillian in British Columbia.

THAT’S IN CANADA, Y’ALL.

Jillian seemed a little bit nervous at first (there was talking! a lot of talking!), but then she and Jason went to a winery where there happened to be a fireplace and some pillows and, oddly enough, some wine. They had a very emotional conversation about Jillian’s family situation. Jason responded by saying that he wanted Jillian to “let me be that rock so that she can fall down,” and while I was wondering WHAT IN THE SAM HILL THAT MEANT, Jillian called him “babe.” So there were some developments.

Jason met Jillian’s family, and they all seemed to get along beautifully. Dinner culminated with Jillian’s mom reading a poem and then pulling a practical joke on Jason when they had a one-on-one talk. WACKY HIJINKS, PEOPLE. WACKY HIJINKS. I have to say, though, that all in all Jillian’s family seemed like such sweet people (her daddy was precious and obviously loves his baby girl a ton), and her grandmother cracked me up. The visit went just about as well as it possibly could have.

Molly’s hometown was next, and she greeted Jason at the country club with some golf clubs and a snazzy new golfing outfit. Molly piled on some serious pressure by telling us (and Jason) about forty five times that SHE DOESN’T NORMALLY BRING GUYS HOME, and if I were Jason I’d have probably asked a producer to pass me a Xanax. Or nine.

There was no shortage of cringe-worthy moments at Molly’s house – there was the hat box, the stilted conversation, the portrait drawing (OH MAY I PLEASE HAVE A COPY OF THAT MASTERPIECE), the pinched smile when Molly talked about “Maryann” – and I’m really starting to think that Jason is the nicest guy in the whole wide world because he was such a great sport about everything.

Personally I was relieved when it was over. I’m pretty sure I sighed audibly.

The next stop on the hometown tour was Naomi, and it took almost no time for her to bring up whether or not she’s ready for marriage. Naomi was admant that she’s ready, and Jason was pretty adamant that she might not really know what being ready for marriage means.

But the serious didn’t last for long, because what followed had to be the most entertaining series of home visit events I have ever witnessed in all my years of Bachelor watching. Naomi’s mom broke out the hula hoops, told a story about how a dove crashed into her windshield, and then asked Jason to perform the eulogy at the dead dove’s funeral. Surprisingly, Jason didn’t run screaming out of the backyard, though he did look deeply and profoundly uncomfortable, oh bless his heart.

Also: Naomi’s dad talked to Jason about Jesus and Naomi’s mom talked to Jason about her past lives.

I don’t really think there’s anything else I can add to that last sentence.

Finally – OH, HAPPY DAY – Jason traveled to Dallas to see Melissa. And people, I don’t think it takes a relationship expert to determine that those two were flat-out elated to see one another. OFF THE CHARTS HAPPY. The happiness took a brief nosedive when Melissa told Jason that her parents weren’t comfortable with the public aspect of meeting him in a room filled with cameras, and all I have to say about that is HEY, MELISSA’S PARENTS: GOOD CALL. I mean, if meeting your daughter’s possible husband on national television means that you have to pull out a hat box and/or bury a suicidal dove, I FULLY SUPPORT YOUR DECISION TO STAY OUT OF THE LIMELIGHT.

I thought it was so interesting to find out more about Melissa’s background, and I also thought it was so interesting that Melissa and Jason got time together after their dinner date with her friends. It made me wonder if Jason asked for more time – because nobody else had that sort of a one-on-one deal. Or maybe I’m just overthinking it because I want them to end up together. I actually feel quite certain that I’m overthinking it.

After all the hometown visits were over, Jason sat down for a therapy session with Chris Harrison. Jason told Chris that people opened up, walls fell down, doves hit cars, etc. and so on and so forth amen. I found myself wanting to tell Jason to go ahead and send Molly and Naomi home, but unfortunately my pleas could not be heard through the television set, nor could they travel back in time to the site of a rose ceremony held several months ago in Seattle’s beautiful Fairmont Hotel.

Jason’s first two roses went to Molly and Jillian, which means that the last rose was clearly meant to send a message (from the producers) to Melissa that Jason was ticked (at least for the sake of rose ceremony drama) that he didn’t meet her parents (though I think he likes her so much that the whole no-parents thing wasn’t much of a deal). Naomi was as gracious as could be about Jason’s decision, and I would like to take this opportunity to congratulate her for rockin’ a halter-neck dress like nobody’s business.

At the end of tonight’s episode we learned that the next round of dates are in New Zealand (they’re soaring! to new heights!), so I’m already terribly worried about how jet lag may play into our final results. However, my worry is tempered by the fact that New Zealand is where DeAnna will show up to create some fake drama that results in Jason slinging himself into the balcony railing as he cries his eyes out, and if that’s not worth two hours of your time on a fine February evening, then I don’t know what is, people.

In conclusion, I’d like for you to remember that, as Jillian’s mom said, you deserve to fly like a dove.

And at some point, as Jason said, you may need your wings.

But for the love of pete, just make sure that you don’t fly into Naomi’s mama’s car.

The end.

Tonight’s episode of The Office focused on Michael and Pam hitting the road (after Michael’s annoying PA system antics) while Dwight (experiencing a total fashion break-out in his taupe shirt) and Jim tried to plan a late birthday party for Kelly.

Hilarity ensued.

1. “Don’t say ‘bucks.’ That’s not ladylike.”

2. “I think sometimes people are really mean to the hot, popular girl.”

3. “What we have here is the ultimate showdown between the ‘Nard Dog and crippling despair, loneliness and depression.”

4. “What kind of cake do you want, imbecile?”

“Ice cream.”

5. Michael, to a very pregnant Karen: “Is that Jim’s?”

6. “It Is Your Birthday.”

7. “You hurt my feelings. Fortunately my feelings regenerate at twice the speed of a normal man’s.”

8. “You bought it. And now you can’t return it. Or can you?”

9. “Would a liar bring mini Mounds bars?”

10. “Shirty. Mole. Lazy Eye. Mexico. Sugar B**bs. Baldy.”

11. “Old hatreds dissolve into new friendships.”

12. “Have I ever steered you wrong, Jim?”

13. “You wanna talk about it? Go to a mall or something?”

14. Dwight’s balloons.

15. “I have here Kelly Kapoor’s personal and confidential file. Allow me to share.”

Next week? Michael looks for closure. Wouldn’t miss it for the world.

What did y’all think?