GTL...part 2

the world was swept away by the jersey shore. or at least everyone in my world was fascinated by MTV's lowlifes. their lack of manners, stupidity, and well stupidity made for great TV. i watch my share of good shows and really have no guilt about spending an hour a week watching 6 idiots try to find mates on a dirty boardwalk.

season 1 ended somewhat predictably. jwoww ended up with her boyfriend who sent her the "rarest roses eva" (blue ones), snooki's 15 minutes of fame includes her pushing tanning products and being the word's largest proponent of the "bumpit", and the man who swore his #1 rule was to not fall in love at the jersey shore left in a serious relationship with a girl who broke up with him because he said she had a "fred flinstone toe". this is TV at its finest.

for all the talk about "jersey shore", MTV seems to be the only one who realizes their "talent" will be lucky to survive a second season. like all reality shows, once the first season (or less) is done, you just get a bunch of people who are playing towards the camera. "classic" moments like jwoww's proclamation of eating ham instead of cheating with her boyfriend are going to be completely contrived. girls will hook up with mike "the situation" because he's "the situation". not because he's s dude who looks 45 but has a nice 6 pack that he shows off at the bar. pauly d's DJing is probably sub par, but he's already blowing up the tabloids with his favorite "love" mixes for valentine's day. and snooki will finally find a guy to hook up with, one who likes her "for who she is"...

by the time season 2 airs, we'll all have found a new bunch of trainwrecks to follow. i'm not saying i won't watch, but it would be nice to watch the second season of something where you know a producer isn't involved in the mix.

where were you the night of the 1st?

i have been trying to pinpoint why i have had writer's block lately. i fear it's because i've become boring. i get up, when i'm lucky i hit the gym, and spend 9-11 hours at the office. go home, attempt to make a meal, watch some tv, read, then go to bed. i can figure out what day it is by what's on TV or which client status meeting i had in the afternoon. weeks and months blend together. goal for 2010: try to remember on friday what i did on monday. the more i watch these crime dramas, i realize i would make a terrible witness. they say everyone actor in NYC has been in an episode of "law and order". i best practice in case life ever imitates art.