Last week, I packed my ego and my suitcase and headed off to Salt Lake City to audition for America's favorite "talent" contest, American Idol.

Like the rest of the crazed artists who dream of nothing but lights, camera and action (or for me, MONEY, MONEY and MONEY -- just kidding it's all about the art, right?), I took the chance at the 15 minutes we all feel entitled to.

Deep, deep, deep inside, I actually thought I had a shot ... But the reality went a little something like this:

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