Wasting away in American Idolville
Every time I see Paula Abdul on TV as one of the co-hosts for American Idol, I immediately flashback to the 80s and that sexy "Cold Hearted" video. She couldn't sing her way out of a Trapper Keeper notebook, but Abdul could dance around half-naked just fine.
Then I sit back and think: Oh, how the mighty have fallen. From arena-packing pop star to someone who's so clearly ashamed of her position in life that she can't get through a TV news interview without a little "Straight Up" help from a bartender.