It was very exciting at first (after standing in line in the cold for the longest time)-- it looked exactly like what I watch on TV! Nick Cannon and all of the judges were there in their little table. The stage director gave us a crash course of how to be a good audience. Basically, the louder, the better and don't look at the camera because it freaks people out at home. Then, the show was a waiting game. More time was spent waiting for the acts than actually watching them. The stage crew had to fix the sound and stage a couple of times. The stage director attempted to entertain us, but he was just looking for energetic people to give his prizes to and we balcony people didn't have the luxury of impressing him with our enthusiasm. The acts were okay...no million-dollar acts yet. A little less than half of the audience left during the intermission (no wonder the audience always looks small on TV). Yup, it was kinda boring.
(They didn't let us take cameras, which explains my bad photoshopping-- Howie replaced The Hasselhoff. Howie is more critical than Hasselhoff, which is a good thing.)
There was one Russian gymnast that was very talented; she was like the Olympians! She twirled hula hoops on her feet while doing all sorts of crazy flexible moves. There was a magician that had some difficulties with his equipment, but he got through anyways. There was one 2-man band that had a deadweight member. The judges tried to get the main singer to go solo, but they stayed together. Oh the drama!
Thank God there weren't any super weirdoes auditioning today.