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The OC, Simon and me

This past week many of my television guilty pleasures have made it back to the small screen. Just what I need more shows to add to the DVR.

American Idol is back and I am underwhelmed. I feel gypped because all they have shown the past two days is really, really delusional bad singers. They started out in Minneapolis which wasn't necessarily a good thing.

Out of 10,000 people who auditioned in MN they sent 17 to Hollywood. Not only were the people poor singers, but they were some real nutballs. I thought we Minnesotans had finally got over the stigma of Fargo, now we have to explain the girl who sings like the Cowardly Lion from The Wizard of Oz. Thanks a lot.

Then there is The Real Housewives of Orange County on Bravo. This show is like an accident you see on the side of the road and you can't help but stare. We the audience are in on the joke and can't help but watch in amazement as the dramatic irony plays out. Here these people believe they have everything, but really have nothing. Do you think they really know, don't care and are laughing all the way to the bank?

This show proves money can't buy happiness, sanity or your children's love. Their personal relationships with spouses, children and even pets are severely dysfunctional, but they just put a smile on their face, oh wait they can't take the smile off because they have had way too much botox.

Maybe the reason I watch is because it makes all of us "normal, truly real and not so desperate housewives" feel better about the job we do everyday. Even though we do not have all of the material possessions our lives are still richer.

Like I said, it's just like an accident and I can't stop watching.

Comments

Anonymous said…
hey! I finally know someone else who watches that Godforsaken show on Bravo - shame on us! I think it's safe to say I wouldn't cut it as an Orange Cty housewife.. :)
Susan said…
Me either friend. How are you? I got your email. We need to get together. So many things to get caught up on.

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