Darn You, Karen!

Last night in Dreamland, I was in American Idol Land. This is all Karen's fault. If she had been here, I wouldn't have watched, and would not have spent my entire night dreaming about American Idol.
I will confess...I have never seen American Idol--not once. Last night I watched two full hours of the show (again, Karen's fault).
According to my sources in Dreamland, once a contestant is picked for the show, three things happen:  

1. They are assigned a publicist, and a hair and make-up artist. [Hunger Games]
2. They do a shot of some type of alcohol, unless they are underage, and then they do a shot of milk.
3. They are assigned a Spirit Animal [The Golden Compass].

That's all I know. I was so intrigued by these three things, I spent all night thinking about them

Oh, and P.S. I am rooting for the garbage truck man, and the woman raised by her grandmother. I am not rooting for the guy who "ghosted" them last season--the one with the big ego.