Revenge is Ice Cream

Hi, my name is CGL and I like bad reality television.

It wasn't always this way. Once upon a time I scoffed at friends and loved ones who enjoyed things like Big Brother and American Idol.

Project Runway was the gateway drug. It wasn't like the rest of those shows! It was was about something! There were pretty clothes and Tim Gunn!

Oh, how the mighty have fallen.

The beginning of the end was Surreal Life. I watched the first season because I have an unreasonable love of Corey Feldman that began at the tender age of 11. I think I skipped a season or two, but was sucked back in.

Flavor Flav is a mutant. A mutant who makes for awesome television. I can happily sit and knit and watch the thosands of shows that sprang from his tired loins.

I still can't watch Survivor or the Bachelor. These hold no interest for me.

But if it was spawned by VH1 or Bravo there is a good chance that I am enslaved to it's awesome hideousness.

The train wreck that was Flavor of Love 1,2, I Love NY and Charm School, I found endlessly enthralling. Who were these girls who were willing to kick, bite and scratch there way into the heart of an ugly ex-crack addict that wears the outfits of an unmedicated schizophrenic?

I know the deep ugly reason why I love these shows. The girls and guys of Flavor and/or Rock of Love, hell even the denizens of Project Runway and Top Model are the people that made me feel rotten in high school. They were all prematuraly ready for the bedroom and considered themselves the kings and queens of the school. These are the girls that would smile at you while their friend tripped you in the cafeteria.

I thought I had let go of the bitterness. I thought I had decided that their bitchness was just to be accepted and left in my past.

But there they were, larger then life and clawing at each other to get at men that have no interest to them or perform for judges who would precisely and kindly rip their egos into itty bitty bits.

Revenge, even vicariously, is so very very sweet. And cold....like ice cream.


Catch you on the flipside,
CGL