Chris, what the heck are thinking? Here you are teatering on the brink of obscurity, you lost the country's most watched famous making machine, and you turn the best offer you ever been given.
I'll grant you the fact that most of the teeny boppers will be turning out for the A.I. tour this summer in hopes of catching beads of sweat off your smooth stylish head, but after that, where will you go? Are you holding out for one big shot? News flash; it was called Season 5 of American Idol, and it's come and gone. You have a wife and kids, don't be picky. . .