Reality Shows

Well I got to admit it, when the wife first started watching Dancing with the Stars I was not particularly impressed. It became "Go study" time for me when I'd retreat to the kitchen to work on my university course. Silly me I should have learned to keep my distance. All of a sudden I'm dazzled with Apollo Ono's footwork and I find Ian's stance rigid and lacking in fluidity. The fact that they paired up Laila Ali with a guy still surprises me a little because if you hear her talk it's obvious she's actually a man.

While I'll admit a weakness for dancing wash-ups, I definitely have a resistance to all other forms of Reality crap. I took a glance at the new bachelor tonight. Whoa! They really must've emptied the supply of willing (albeit mentally defective) hotties in favour of some pug fuglies. I mentioned to my wife they could really spice up the Bachelor if they upped the ante a little. I suggested roses for the winners and a dagger for the women that don't quite measure up. Sure it'd be brutal... but it'd be interesting telly!

Susan, we had a really nice time and it was nice to meet your family but *STAB* *GURGLE*