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*

Wow when Italian Leather just isn't good enough

My wife is definitely the fashionista in my house however I do lend my opinion on some of the stuff she looks at. This one was just too tempting. I was pointing out how some shoes are just crazy expensive even when they're on sale. I liked this shoe and started to rant on the price until I bust out laughing.

I don't know at what point it became legal, but I'm pretty sure making shoes from people breaks some kind of laws.

I could rant and rave about my battle with Hyundai but that's not over yet and I don't have anything happy to report.

Laugh and the world laughs with you, cry and you cry alone.