This is one of those reality shows that’s nothing more than mental pablum. I still, however, end up watching it in bed before going to sleep. It seems like a nice way of disconnecting your mind.<\/p>\n
(Of course, I don’t really end up going to sleep. My wife Michelle does, then I get back up again and go through my nightly routine on the computer – checking email, MozillaZine, testing out new software, and so on.)<\/p>\n
Yesterday I taped an episode because we were watching something else in its timeslot. It was no mystery which of the two conflicting programs was going to get taped. After watching it, Michelle said that we were hooked. I responded that I’d only taped it as “filler” and wouldn’t be at all bothered if I never saw it again. Obviously this was the wrong response, as she got a little annoyed and decided to interpret this as me saying that I’d rather watch TV than spend “quality” time together. (It’s always at this point that you start to feel as if you’re on a tightrope over some huge canyon, and the rope’s starting to fray.) Still, I can’t say that there isn’t something valid in her (unintented I think) criticism of the show over other activities.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
This is one of those reality shows that’s nothing more than mental pablum. I still, however, end up watching it in bed before going to sleep. It seems like a nice way of disconnecting your mind. (Of course, I don’t really end up going to sleep. My wife Michelle does, then I get back up …<\/p>\n