My Reality, TV

I spent the entire night watching television. From 8pm until Midnight. Reality TV rocks!

The night started with So You Think You Can Dance…which is less reality and more entertainment. I have to admit, America ain’t got a clue when it comes to talent. Travis was screwed (ironically enough that’s the name of a song by Paris Hilton). While I feel Benji was fun to watch and was very entertaining, Travis was hands down the best dancer. It really doesn’t matter; cause what happened to last year’s winner? Travis will continue to work…I found a video of him in a Dr. Pepper commercial from when he was 9 years old. Go Travis! And Mia Michaels loves him, so I am not worried. And for all those pedophiles out there, come on now -- gay or not the boy is only 18…

Next on the line up was Project Runway. I never agree with the judges selections, but then again everyone has a very different aesthetic. However, I am over the whole have them use crap to make dresses…yes, this week they used trash! Hands down Vincent wins the Whack Job of the Year award! What more can I say on that, if you watch the show you know what I am talking about. Nina’s accent cracks me up. As much as I hate to admit it, I did really like Jeff’s dress -- it was hot! It should have won over Michael’s dress (which I also liked, but not as much as his coffee filter dress). And poor Allison, somehow Vincent hangs in one more week, why?

And finally I tuned into Workout! on Bravo. Lesbians, a hot southern boy and a gym…need I say more.

I love my television. Now if it could only love me back…