No, this is not another story on that pregnant man. But it's just as astounding.

According to TMZ, Clay Aiken is going to be a FATHER.

TMZ is reporting that Clay's late-fortysomething producer/roommate/"best friend" Jaymes Foster-Levy (yes, Jaymes is a woman, in case you were confused) was successfully artificially inseminated with Clay's sperm, and is now carrying Clay's baby.

I honestly don't have much more to add here. I'm as speechless as Simon Cowell during Fantasia's recent performance.

But a rep for David Foster, Jaymes' famous producer brother, is a little less tongue-tied. The rep has confirmed TMZ's earlier report in a statement to The Insider: "[Jaymes] looks great, glowing, and very happy. She and Clay have been good friends for a long time."

Is this the "measure of a man" Clay was singing about? Hmmmm.

Maybe this song ought to be Clay's next single. 

In past blogs, I openly criticized top 12 American Idol contender Amanda "Rock 'N' Roll Nurse" Overmyer. But now I've changed my tune...to a decidedly more rockin' one. Why? Because tonight I saw the Big O in her element--stomping the floorboards of the stage once rocked by her own idol, Janis Joplin, at L.A.'s legendary Whisky A Go Go--and I was utterly, unexpectedly impressed.

Because at this show, the skunk-striped wonder was finaly able to show her true stripes.

I realize now that AmIdol was so not where Amanda belonged. At all. Sure, the show was an invaluable springboard for this supercool rock chick, a way of introducing her to a nationwide audience hungry for old-time rawk 'n' roll. But Amanda was always obviously, squirmingly uncomfortable on Idol: She never smiled, never seemed too thrilled to be there, and seemed almost relieved when she was voted off just one spot away from landing on the top 10 tour.

Please note how on last week's Idol finale, when she half-assedly

Hey everyone...I'm at the Nokia Theater right now, so I won't be able to blog in detail about the American Idol finale until later tonight. But here's the one piece of vital info you need to know right now, just announced:

DAVID COOK IS YOUR NEW AMERICAN IDOL!

Man, this news just rocks. Literally!

Yes, the unassuming Missouri bartender with no Smithson-style showbiz connections has trumped aggressively hyped/stage-parented Star Search winner David Archuleta. America got it right this time. Thanks for rocking the vote, Idol fans! (And if those Internet rumors are true that this outcome was fixed, well then, I guess thanks to whomever rigged it in Cook's favor...)

I know I said in my earlier blog that I didn't want to David The C to win (ONLY because I was afraid it would ruin his career)...but now that I'm here in the middle of all this celebratory hubbub, I'm pretty pleased with the results. And Cook's career seems pretty intact so far. So huzzah for Cook!

Come back later for a full

This week American Idol--along with Dancing With The Stars and Flavor Of Love 3--wraps up its season, leaving an aching void in our hearts and TiVo schedules that will only temporarily be filled by So You Think You Can Dance. But fear not, reality addicts: VH1's just-announced addition to its fall programming schedule will probably tide us all over until AmIdol season 8 kicks off.

Yes, it's been confirmed that Charm School will return to VH1 for a second season, only instead of Mo'Nique mentoring wayward Flavor Of Love castoffs, season 2 will feature the always-charming Sharon Osbourne retraining and refining the uncouth Rock Of Love stripper skanks to become (and I quote) "sophisticated rock 'n' roll ladies."

According to a VH1 press release, Ozzy's missus will help Bret Michaels' boozy rejects "learn and grow in areas of etiquette, fashion, manners, and moderation" and "will attempt to strip the girls of their former rebellious and wild ways."

Considering the job Sharon's done with