I'm a sucker for mediocre television. I say "mediocre" because I haven't stooped to the level of the Bachelor or Real Housewives, but also I haven't hopped on the Downton Abbey bandwagon, and found Breaking Bad to be a little too uh, frightening for regular consumption. Give me an ensemble cast, some husband-hot dudes, and some quirky and relatable heroines. I'll even stomach a laugh track and blatant emotional manipulation! My Sundays are always reserved for nursing hangovers catching up on TV shows, and that crazy love affair I have with my DVR has been the longest and most satisfying relationship of my life thus far.
You remember a few weeks ago, we introduced you to Zoanette Johnson, a Tulsa native who inexplicably made it past the first round of auditions for American Idol in OKC. In case you missed it, here's her um, audition: