And I thought the finale was bad (spoiler alert)

Seriously, we're calling that a results show? It's like the Glee kids put on a results show.

Can we talk about Cat not being miked?

The poor girl's talking, and we can't hear her - TWICE. And neither could the dancers, apparently, because when she asked them to come out, we only got half of them. So she has to ask them again, and then the other three come out practically carrying Russell who's crying and shaking because his leg is all busted and she tells him to just stand there a minute. WHAT?

Then goes on with the elimination. And has to walk over to poor Ryan, because he's HOLDING RUSSELL UP!

I do not blame Cat. I blame whichever yay-hoo producer was yelling in her ear to just get on with it.

Unbelievable.

I don't want to take anything away from Russell. He's a great dancer, and it's great to have a krumper win, and it would have been a nice dramatic ending to a great season what with his busted leg and pround mama and big reaction - if we'd HAD a great season.

As it stands, it was more like the cherry on top of a mud pie. Bleh.

I want my show back!

You've been watching too much SYTYCD when...

1) You're walking through the house thinking you should be able to do a standing back flip, and that housework would be so much more fun if you could

2) You inadvertently add Adam Shankman to your Christmas list - this is not quite as bad as when you kept finding things you thought Lorelai would like for Christmas.

3) On your to do list is "wish all my favorite dancers a Merry Christmas" on twitter, facebook, or wherever you happen to stalk them

4) You're really bothered by the "top 6 finale" - why? Are the changing the format? Trying to end the season sooner? Not enough weeks till Christmas? Did they get as sad as I did when Legacy left, so they've just decided to end it? Is this more fall out from the best tap dancer EVER not getting on the show this fall? *cough* Kasprzak *cough*

Ok, so, I'm off to get a grip...

I am up way too late

But while I'm up - just a note that my kids have been making me play Brad Paisley's "Penguin, James Penguin" over and over and over again. Someone really needs to turn it into a claymation special, because it's fabulous. It's about how Santa keeps tabs on all the kids with his secret agent penguin.

But, there's this line, "He's got satellite uplinks in his cufflinks, he knows everything you do."

And Red asks, "What are cufflinks?"

And so I explain... then ask, "But you're fine with 'satelite uplinks?'"

She says, "Yeah, I assume that has to do with the GPS."

So, that's what we've got folks, a generation for whom cufflinks are more foreign than satellites.