While I spent most of the evening playing ball with The Fruit Of The Murphy LoinsTM last night, we did come in to watch part of American Idol. So now its come down to Clay and Reuben. Neither of them is my cup of tea (my favorite, Vanessa, is long gone), but they both are great singers. My wife tried to vote for Clay — she thinks Reuben just sings the same song all the time — but couldn’t get through for three hours. Welcome to American, the land of instant celebrity. It isn’t about being the best singer in America, just the best known.