The Monotonous Life

I like browsing through a bunch of television channels. You can find a great new show by just flipping. I found “Dirty Jobs” like that. Hell, I didn’t start watching “30 Rock” until there was a commercial break during CSI and I just happen to land on it. But sometimes flipping through the channels can have the adverse affect. It can lead you to some of the worst shows on television. Shows that make you wonder how executives even put it on the air, even after seeing some of what was shot.

I saw one of those shows this past weekend. I will never forgive myself.

There’s a scene in a “Simpsons” episode where Homer is arguing with his brain and his brain decides to leave. That is what my brain did to me. This wasn’t what I saw; what I watch was an elimination or something where this girl was crying over her being eliminated. Or about to be eliminate. Or something. I couldn’t get through the thing because it was just that bad. If you get through the entire three minute trailer above then you deserve a weekend at a posh spa, your favorite sports team winning their highest championship, and your favorite cookie, only it’s 10x bigger than usual.

I don’t think my brain and I are talking. I need to go read some Faulkner or Chaucer and forget those horrible, horrible 30 seconds I watched ever happened.