Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Happy Hump Day! (...hee.)

YES I KNOW WHY IT’S CALLED THAT.

I don’t care!  “Hump” is hilarious.  Say it without laughing; I dare you!  Just because I can buy beer without getting carded anymore doesn’t mean I have to give up those shameless little indulgences.

Halfway to the weekend... gotta keep our eyes on the prize... and so I present to you:  Guilty Pleasure Wednesday. 

Me?  I love reality TV.  No, I mean:  I love it.  Not all of it; I'm pretty discriminating in what I choose to watch, but once I commit to a show, I'm all in.  I DVR it and watch it once through, and then maybe a second time to catch the little subtleties.  I read the recaps of "my" shows on this amazing site.  I throw my cash away on pools and I root like hell for my horse.  (Robert Best owes me $10, damn it.)  Go big or go home!  

The Big Three are Survivor, The Biggest Loser and American Idol... although Idol loses me once we get past the train wreck audition shows and the complete meltdown of Hollywood week.  


I lived with A and C in the apartment that Colgate built in the summer of 2006, when Britney's infamous interview with Matt Lauer interview aired, and that fiasco stayed locked in the DVR until our lease was up.  Nothing cured a bad day like a bottle of wine and a couple screeches of "we're country!"   

I know you've got one too.  At least one.  Come on, sweetie,tell Rachel all about it.

1 comment:

sarah said...

Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders: Making the Team. It's incredible. I also practice my dance routines while I watch it. The saddest part of all is that this isn't even a secret. Everyone who knows me knows I'm obsessed.