(Originally posted by Me on 05/07/2007)
So now that I'm not working a 9 to 5 type of job anymore, I have time during the day to sit on the couch and watch daytime TV. Between the commercials for Gold Bond foot powder and Hover Round scooters, I manage to watch the Price Is Right. Like the little boy obsessed with TV in Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory flying through the air in a million little pieces only to be put back together in miniature form in a TV, I imagine the same thing happening here, only it's some kind of DRUG flying through the air. Seriously, could this show be anymore addictive? And I really don't see the reason for it. It's just a bunch of overweight trailer park trash types "coming on down" the aisle in their spandex leggings and circa 1989 Mickey Mouse sweatshirts. Speaking of which... when did it become a custom to go down to the local Kinko's and have a shirt made that says "Kiss me Bob" on it. It seems like a prerequisite to even sit in the audience lately. But back to the point... If Plinko were to marry Cliff Hanger and have some sort of game show uber-baby, I may be forced to check into the Betty Ford clinic for game show addiction. Aaahhh... the Price Is Right, I love you.
At the other end of the daytime TV show pool, we have shows like "The View" and other talk shows. They're ALL crazy. It's like a hen house and they're all pecking away at sanity. Anyone who can stomach these shows for more than a four minutes has my kudos, but not my respect.
So now that I'm not working a 9 to 5 type of job anymore, I have time during the day to sit on the couch and watch daytime TV. Between the commercials for Gold Bond foot powder and Hover Round scooters, I manage to watch the Price Is Right. Like the little boy obsessed with TV in Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory flying through the air in a million little pieces only to be put back together in miniature form in a TV, I imagine the same thing happening here, only it's some kind of DRUG flying through the air. Seriously, could this show be anymore addictive? And I really don't see the reason for it. It's just a bunch of overweight trailer park trash types "coming on down" the aisle in their spandex leggings and circa 1989 Mickey Mouse sweatshirts. Speaking of which... when did it become a custom to go down to the local Kinko's and have a shirt made that says "Kiss me Bob" on it. It seems like a prerequisite to even sit in the audience lately. But back to the point... If Plinko were to marry Cliff Hanger and have some sort of game show uber-baby, I may be forced to check into the Betty Ford clinic for game show addiction. Aaahhh... the Price Is Right, I love you.
At the other end of the daytime TV show pool, we have shows like "The View" and other talk shows. They're ALL crazy. It's like a hen house and they're all pecking away at sanity. Anyone who can stomach these shows for more than a four minutes has my kudos, but not my respect.
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