At 11:30 today I got an email from a ticket company I'd registered with back in January: If I could be at the Kodak Theater in Hollywood by 1:00, I could be in the audience of the dress rehearsal of the American Idol finale.
It was impossible, of course. It would easily take me an hour to get to Hollywood - and that's if traffic was light, which it never is. I was still in my sweats. I had a script due for an event tomorrow.
So naturally, I threw on clothes, jumped into my car, and raced like a madwoman to try and make it - and I did!
Even though I was there by myself, it was still fun. I bonded with a group (gaggle?) of twelve-year-old girls, and was seated third row center. Not bad for freebie tickets. I have to say, the Kodak Theater is beautiful. Ryan Seachrest was chatty and adorable. I actually preferred the fake judges they had sitting in for Ryan, Paula and Simon over the real thing. Voted-off idols the nasal guy, the curly-headed chubby guy and the first guy to go (oh, how quickly we forget) were in the audience.
And - at least at the rehearsal - Jordin sang Blake under the table.
As a bonus, Chris Daughtry performed. He is as dour in person as he seems but, hey, Chris Daughtry!
I wonder if I hadn't been doing this life list if I'd have taken the chance. I'm sure glad I did.
