We get all our news from the Ellen Degeneres Show, so we were shocked to hear Kelly Clarkson on Monday, predicting Jordin Sparks would take Idol this year. First of all, where's the Blake love, Kelly? (They would be a cute couple ... From Blake to Kelly?) Secondly, what about the gal everyone else in the free world knows is going to win? And finally, why is Kelly Clarkson the only person associated with the show who has the nuts to make such a prediction? Okay, there's probably a contract stipulation that requires people to not predict, but still.

Last night's show was the best in history, mostly because none of the final three had to fit any theme. There was one song chosen for them by the judges--Simon chose "Wishing on a Star" for Sparks, who blew it out the box; Paula chose "Roxanne" for Blake, who blew it out the box; and Randy chose some Whitney song we've never heard of for Melinda who, naturally, blew it out the box. There was one song chosen for them by the producers--Donna Summer's "She Works Hard For the Money" for Jordin, some Maroon 5 song for Blake, and an Ike & Tina number for MindyDoo. Again, blew it out the box, to the third power.

The interesting moment came when the top three chose their own song--Jordin went the McPhee route, singing a song she's already sung, and again, blowing it out the box. Blake went with some song we've never heard in our lives, but who cares? He blew it out the box. Melinda seriously blew it out the box with "I'm a Woman." Dang, yo! (We're really not trying to do this whole post as Randy Jackson, swear.)

So what the fuh? Tonight's results show should be incredibly heartbreaking in that ashamed-we-care sort of way. We actually had an inkling last night that Melinda's going home this week. Oh my God, we said it. Because we love her and her short neck, we're not putting money on it; but really, it's a crapshoot at this point. We also happen to love Kelly Clarkson and her short feet, and think she may be onto something.

It was a good hour of watching television when there are so many other meaningful things we could be doing. But then again, what's more meaningful than deciding the fate of three pretty people with incredible talent and the natural power to entertain?

Still, we'd love to see someone actually get blown out of a box (we're thinking in a harmless way, like the little person in the cannon) one of these weeks. Probably more likely that our local boy Blakerama will win Idol this year.