There weren't too many surprises on American Idol as the Top 12 was chosen, but I'd say at least one person shouldn't have been voted off the show. The show started with its usual crappy group song. This week the gang sang "Stuck in the Middle With You," which is a great tune if you're in the mood to torture a police officer by cutting his ear off. I swear, who the hell picks the group songs?

After a boring recap of the past two nights, Ryan got down to business. He asked LaKisha Jones and Blake Lewis to join him onstage and, after confusing them a little, told them that they've both made it to the Top 12. LaKisha and Blake sit on the opposite side of the stage, where 10 seats still remained empty. Ryan then asked Chris Sligh to come onstage and told him somberly, "You are not... gonna find out until after the break," after which Chris spontaneously combusted from the stress. Or not. Not surprisingly, after the commercials Ryan told Chris to have a seat next to Blake.

Jordin Sparks and Phil Stacy were asked individually to approach the stage, and both were given the green light to the next round. Phil looked like he was going to pass out. I guess even he thought he blew it this week. Then it was Jared Cotter's turn. As I predicted, Ryan told Jared that his journey had ended. Ah well. He looked a little surprised. Poor guy thought that he would actually make it. Damn shame. Jared performed one last time and headed off into the sunset.

Melinda Doolittle and Brandon Rogers were next. They were asked to come onstage at the same time. Ryan asked them if there's room in the Top 12 for both ex-backup singers, and after Brandon said, "I hope so," Ryan told them the good news that both of them had made it. Chris Richardson and Gina Glocksen then approached the stage, holding hands nervously. Ryan stupidly hinted that their handholding might mean something other than friendship, but Gina quickly reminded him that her boyfriend was in the audience. No one was shocked when both made it to the finals.

Ah, a little break. Carrie Underwood performed some country song that was pretty nice, but her outfit left something to be desired. Interestingly enough, Ryan didn't interview Carrie. I guess she wasn't promoting anything and was just there out of the kindness of her heart... or under the rules as stipulated on her contract. That's why you get yourself some good lawyers, to free yourself from the American Idol machine. You really think that Kelly Clarkson would ever set foot there again?

We're back to the executions. Antonella and Stephanie joined Ryan onstage. I heard the melodious chorus of a thousand radiant angels singing majestically in the heavens as Ryan announced that Antonella was out of the competition. I had to pinch myself to make sure that it wasn't just a lovely dream. I must admit that I almost felt a little bit sorry for her as she tried not to cry as she performed her swan song. Almost. Honestly though, I'm positive this isn't the last we see of her. She'll get a job as an "entertainment correspondent" on Access Hollywood or some other crappy gossip TV show, and you can bet that three months from now she'll be on the cover of FHM or Stuff.