Showing posts with label bad tv. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad tv. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

How did I miss this??

Seriously folks, how did I miss this? Bea Arthur is dead, and no one bothered to tell me. I just figured this one out a few days ago as I was perusing the internet. I stumbled across an "In Memoriam" link and saw a picture of Bea. Rest in peace lady.
I remember watching numerous episodes of Golden Girls as a child. It was sandwiched in between Empty Nest and Sledgehammer on the Saturday night line up. Bea played the tightly wound Dorothy Zbornak, daughter to Estelle Getty's quirky Sophia Petrillo. She wasn't my favorite character on the show, she was always sort of a Debbie Downer, ya know? My favorite Golden Girl was probably Blanche Devereaux.....she's a slut, bung! (Name that movie....)
A couple years ago I went down to Las Vegas with a group of girlfriends for Kim and Corey's joint bachelorette party. Little did I know that I had a vicious case of mononucleosis at the time. A few days before the trip I noticed that my glands were swollen on one side of my neck. I thought it had to do with some dental work I had done that week, so I ignored it and continued with my plans of getting debaucherous in Sin City. On the plane ride from Seattle to Las Vegas, Kim was sitting a row or two behind me and decided it would be funny to rip the above picture of Bea Arthur out of the magazine she was reading (what was she reading anyway? Geriatric Monthly?), and send it up to me with a little "Hi Jess" note on it. It obviously made me laugh considering I saved the dang cutout and presently, two years later, continue to display it on my cork board at home. The entire Vegas trip we referred to my swollen neck gland as "Bea"...... Good stuff.
Cheers to Bea Arthur and girlfriends.......
Thank you for being a friend
Traveled down the road and back again
Your heart is true, you're a pal and a confidant
And if you threw a party
Invited everyone you knew
You would see the biggest gift would be from me
And the card attached would say
Thank you for being a friend
That was for you Kim, you can thank me later.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Stay tuned for this train wreck......

Remember this chick from Rock of Love 2? Yep, Daisy is getting her own VH1 reality-lookin' for love-show.....god bless you VH1. This is going to be GLORIOUS!! Check out the site for Daisy of Love. I think they could have come up with a better name for the show, but whatever.
Check out the cast photo. This is gonna be good. VH1 describes the cast as coming from all walks of life.....meatheads, garage band members, and a set of blonde-haired Swedish triplets. You know who else is one of the cast members? 12-pack from I Love New York fame. Apparently 12-pack didn't get the memo that he needed to blend back in to the woodwork, your 15 minutes is up buddy. I think this guy is going to be my favorite character though. Let me introduce you to Weasel. I assume he falls under the "Meathead" category. He probably won't last past the third episode.
And the icing on the cake? Riki Rachtman is hosting the show! What happened to you man? I used to idolize you when I was a young lass, you peaked while hosting Headbangers Ball. Or maybe you peaked during your guest appearance in the Guns'n'Roses November Rain video. Ooooh, maybe there will be a twist at the end and Daisy will end up eliminating everyone and picking Riki Rachtman as her Daisy of Love??
Set your DVR's for Sunday, April 26th, 9pm Pacific Standard Time. You can thank me later.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Is it just me.......

......or is this guy kind of a d-bag? Admittedly, I haven't ever followed any seasons of the Bachelor, or Bachelorette, but last night I got sucked in to the season finale of The Bachelor, then even more sucked in to the drama that was The Bachelor: After the Final Rose. Ugh. How lame do I feel for getting pulled in to that fake reality romance horse shit? I about scalded myself in the shower this morning, trying to wash off that crappy tv stench that had laid itself upon me. To no avail. I'm going to have to bare this scarlett letter until I redeem myself by watching something along the lines of Nova, or maybe a History Channel documentary.
Long story short.....on the season finale this super classy gent broke one girl's heart and proposed to another girl, then on "After the Final Rose" he dumped his fiancee and told the previous girl that he had dumped in the finale that he still had love for her and that he had made a mistake. Way to flip flop there buddy. Like I said.....douche bag. And the worst thing about it all? This guy is from Seattle. Be warned: if I see you on the street, I will definitely give you the stank eye, and possibly kick you in the nuts.