If you haven't noticed, I've developed more than a passing fascination with reality tv this summer. For years, the only "reality tv" I watched were sporting events.
I started to occasionally watch Celebrity Poker Showdown when it first premiered. Then, last summer, I casually watched Rock Star and 30 Days. During the winter, I became mildly obsessed with Project Runway.
This summer, I'm completely hooked.
I even watched most of the 30 Days marathon while doing laundry this afternoon. It's clearly become an addiction.
This evening, Inbal and I were standing on line at the movies, waiting to go see Pirates of the Carribbean -- which was good, not great. She mentioned watching So You Think You Can Dance. I mocked her a little. She pointed out that my reality tv selections are not all that much cooler. While I beg to differ with her barometer, I'm a little worried that maybe she has a bit of a point.
So, this addiction needs to stop. Now. Before I get too invested in Gene Simmons Family Jewels.
I want my life back.