Jul 4, 2007

Summer Reality Shows

I can’t do it. I can’t watch all these reality shows. Who are these people who watch America’s Got Talent and how do they tolerate it? It’s ridiculous. It’s painful. And not that good kind either. This isn’t “crane your neck to see if someone is dead in the car crash,” it’s more like “I’m annoyed because I’m caught in the traffic jam caused by these looky loos.”

Granted, perhaps I shouldn’t judge (actually maybe I should, because I’d gong out almost everyone) because I’m the only person in the entire world who doesn’t watch American Idol. But I don’t have to watch American Idol, because the press is watching it for me. All I need to do is open People or Us Weekly and I find out – against my will – who has yet to be kicked off.

I couldn’t even bring myself to watching Dancing with the Stars this season, even though my boyfriend Apolo Anton Ohno was on it. (Ok, he’s not really my boyfriend, but a girl can dream.) I simply couldn’t take it anymore. I never thought I’d say this, but I miss watching the reruns of scripted shows. Remember when that was what played all summer? “If you haven’t seen it ,it's new to you”? And you could catch up on shows, or re-watch favorite episodes?

Granted, it is possible to still do this. Just last night I watched one of favorite Veronica Mars episodes (the one where Logan busts out with “I love you!” sniffle, sob.) But this is becoming more of an anomaly as the networks turn to reality show crap so they can make a quick buck. It’s disappointing.