MASSACRE AT VIRGINIA TECH

Good evening. I'm sure as you've watched and heard by now that Virginia Tech was the site of the deadliest mass shooting in U.S. history today, as a gunman opened fire claiming 33 lives and injuring 17 others before pulling the trigger on himself. Not since Dawson College in Montreal, Canada last fall have we ever seen a college tragedy transpire in North America.

Now we're learning that the gunman behind all this was in the States since last summer on a student visa from China. But to everybody at Virginia Tech who were traumatized by what transpired, that didn't mean anything as the aftereffects of today will be felt for the rest of their lives. Our thoughts and prayers go out to those involved in the tragedy.

Even though this is irrevelant, I think the Virginia Tech massacre may also serve as a wake-up call to the millions of "American Idol" viewers who've been kissing Sanjaya Malakar's ass for so long; and after watching the coverage they've decided they've finally had enough and are going for someone more worthy of advancing. We'll see what happens tomorrow night; good night.

Imus off the air, but Sanjaya still on!

Hello, everybody. As you well know, Don Imus took the Sleazy Route...which cost him his job.

Last week, the radio host made a very derogatory remark about the Rutgers women's basketball team after their NCAA Women's Final Four loss to Tennessee (Florida repeated their victory on the men's side over Ohio State) which immediately set off fireworks. As a result, groups as well as civil rights advocates including Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton called for Imus to hang up him microphone. This week, they got their wish.

First, Imus would be suspended for two weeks without pay. But that alone wasn't enough. Then, MSNBC dropped the simulcast of Imus' show. And finally, just today, came the ultimate punishment: CBS Radio fired Imus, putting him out of a job...for now.

Now that he's off the terrestrial radio airwaves, he may be joining longtime rival Howard Stern in the wonderful world of satellite radio, where he can continue to spout off anything he wants but without the FCC getting in his way this time. It happened with Stern, it happened with Opie and Anthony, and it could happen to Don Imus.

What do I make of all of this? Well, Imus got burned for taking the Sleazy Route by saying something racist, and he got his just desserts by being given the pink slip. But don't worry...it's not the end of him, and when he comes to satellite radio, he will prove a point that he can't be pushed.

With Don Imus (temporarily) off the air, Sanjaya Malakar is, yes, unfortunately still on. Last time I finally had something to say about this as well as listing the top five other ways we can help get him off "American Idol", but nobody cared about the latter (though making an effigy of him is still a great idea). Now as he's among the top seven, we're still hoping and praying that Sanjaya will finally be out of our sight once and for all. One lady's hunger strike didn't work, as she was under doctor's orders to end it.

But Wednesday nights at the Pump House here in Fairbanks (which is a few minutes from my house), everybody's been doing their part in the anti-Sanjaya movement with karaoke. I went there last night to check things out, and then decided to myself, "Oh hell, let me take a stab at this and show Sanjaya who's boss!" So I did by singing "Turn Your Love Around" by George Benson...not before I had to get something off my chest about Sanjaya, saying that he's the growing cancer that needs to be removed off our TVs as soon as possible. The song ended prematurely as the disc started to skip near the end; but after I finished, I told the audience "Hey Sanjaya, let's see if you can top that!" followed by cheers and laughter from them.

I have done video karaoke before (at the all-night party following my high school graduation in 1997; the ten-year reunion is coming up in June), but the second time around was much better. And next time, it could get even better as I hopefully do Lionel Richie. I still want to prove a point that the real American Idols are not on TV, but in our own backyard with karaoke. And the best thing about it: No Simon, no Randy, no Paula, no Ryan Seacrest, and best of all...NO SANJAYA MALAKAR!!!!!! And with that, have a good night.