As some of you may know, my mom, Josh and I went to the Stagecoach Country Music Festival in Indio last weekend.
As we searched the vast expanse full of red necks wearing cowboy hats made of Budweiser boxes for a porta potty that didn't have a 3 mile line, we came across the audition tent for The Singing Bee which may return to T.V. on CMT (Country Music Television) this year.

Mom insisted I try out. As she begged, the casting guy started siding with her.
Against my better judgement I gave in.
First came the written exam.
I passed 16 out of 20
Believe it or not I don't know "Hit Me Baby One More Time" as well as I thought I did.
Believe it or not I know "Thank God I'm A Country Boy" a lot better than I thought I did! FRIGHTENING!
I move on to the "on camera" audition.
They play a couple tunes, when the music stops I complete the lyrics.
She shoots...she scores!
They tell me someone will call if I make it to round 3.
Well, someone called today! I am going to Hollywood! (I always wanted to say that)
The casting agency wants more video and some pictures to send to the producers. If I'm dorky or perky enough I just might be on the show (I feel sorry for Joey Fatone already).

This is my one shot to say or do something stupid on T.V. and I'm gunna take it.
This is Mandy Wright and I'm livin the deam!