Ever since Whose Line Is It Anyway?, I've been a huge Wayne Brady fan. With the help of Laura Hall on piano, he could improvise a catchy and clever song based on audience suggestions. He excelled at musical games, like "Song Styles" and "Greatest Hits". He was so good, Colin Mochrie and Ryan Stiles would try to stump him with unusual song titles. One of my favorites was a country tune from Songs of the Bus Driver. It was simply called "Pfffft".

Last night's American Idol was reminiscent of Whose Line? As part of the audition process, the contestants were given six song titles to choose from and required to compose and perform an original song based on their selection. While I'm sure there were many good performances, the episode primarily highlighted the poor ones. It made me appreciate Brady's talent even more.

As a side note, if you watched last night, you probably saw Alan Ritchson claim he was fated to be the next idol because his name was in the show's title. Using his alphabetical acrobatics, I had a similar revelation. Follow closely. This gets tricky. If you remove mer, can, I and ol from American Idol, add a D and insert a v, the title also spells my name. I know. It blew me away, too. Obviously, I'm destined to be the next Clay Aiken. I mean, Ruben Studdard.