I’ve done it. I’ve lost my bragging rights, my rights to any sense of superiority. I’ve voted for a contestant of a reality show.

I’ve been watching So You Think You Can Dance all summer and feeling the dancer and choreographer in me wake up for the first time in quite a while. I miss being able to do that stuff! Unfortunately, my couch isn’t helping me to train for my undiscovered career as America’s favorite dancer/choreographer/actor/singer/goddess. Oh, yeah… and I’ll dazzle everyone with my modesty and graciousness.

But that’s neither here nor there. You see, I’ve always scoffed at reality talent shows. I’ve never even watched American Idol. But tonight there was one clear winner for me. Travis ROCKS! And I’ve seen on previous weeks when the best dancer loses because everybody thinks everybody else is voting for that dancer. So tonight… I voted not once, not twice, but ten times. Can you believe it? If this ever gets out, I’ll be a laughing stock at home, at work, among my friends, and possibly even on crowded city streets.

Just don’t tell anyone, okay? Promise?