Remember how I blog about once a month? Well, it's that time! This post goes out to my buddy,
Tanya. She found me in the hole that I was buried in and brought me back up to the Blogger light of day. I kinda forgot I had a blog. Thanks for reminding me. Knowing I still have a fan out there was the inspiration I needed to push me over the edge of Lazy Writer Mountain.
I actually think about the fact that I have a blog quite often. I'm good at doing a lot of thinking, but not always a lot of action. I think to myself, "Self, this would be a great blog post" or "the masses sure would love to hear this story about you because you're so fabulous". Then I think about the effort involved in writing the post that's in my brain. And I'd have to clean the cheese residue off my fingers from the bag of cheese puffs I just ate to be able to type, and well, I'm just exhausted thinking about it. Getting my story from my brain to my fingertips to the keyboard to the screen just seems like a lot of work most days. That involves so much coming together. So the posts stay in my brain. I'm being really selfish.
I'll just give a quick update about school and then we'll get on with the show. The main event.
The days are just ticking away. We already have 22 days of school down. That is fine by me. Only 14 more days until Fall Break, but I'm not counting down my breaks or anything. My school year is off to a good start. I have a great class that is full of energy. They keep me on my toes. And I've already rearranged my classroom. By the 5th day of school, I'd already changed the tables up and everything. I'm sure it's only the first of many changes.
So I've been gone for a month, and there's sooooooo much we could talk about. I'm in the mood to talk about something pretty important, like, TV. Just when I think TLC can't get any better, they go and do it. They've really out done themselves this time. Their lineup right now is spectacular, guys. I mean, right now they've got a redneck beauty queen family, conjoined twins, and an Amish Real World. That's dynamite. Almost as dynamite as Napoleon.
I need to know who the TLC fans are out there. Raise your hand like you just don't care. I need someone to talk to about these shows. I could tweet about Honey Boo Boo all Wednesday night and I need to know who wants to be in a fan club of sorts with me. It will be like Babysitter's Club but instead of Babysitting, we'll just watch TV at our own houses and tweet and/or blog about it and talk abut them like we know them in real life. Last week all I wanted to say was "Shh. It's a wig" (which is the most clever store name I've ever heard, I might add), but nobody got it. I whispered, "Shh. It's a wig" in the teacher's lounge and I just got cricket sounds.
What's your favorite thing about Honey Boo Boo's family?
credit: TLC
Is it Mama June's Forklift Foot or her hollers of excitement as she went down the water slide? Honey Boo Boo's random dances because she hears a song in her head? Sugar Bear looking "smexy" in his mullet wig? I can't pick a favorite moment. It's all my favorite. I seriously laugh out loud during that show. It's so shocking and revolting, yet awesome and amazing all at the same time.
Abby and Brittany.
credit: TLC
Don't send me hate mail, but this show is kind of a train wreck, but I can't look away. I feel like nothing but a huge rubbernecker while I watch this show. I can't really talk about it anymore or I might start to cry.
Next up, Breaking Amish.
credit: TLC
It premiered last night. Did any of you watch it? I loved it. Of course I would. That's no surprise. It was interesting to learn about their lifestyle and also fascinating because they are being little rebels that are going to be shunned. Little shunned rebels in dresses and stockings and bun caps. It's like a Real World: Amish edition. I'm sold. It's going to be so good.
Next, let's talk about some not-so-great things I see on TV. Recent infomercials that are making me sick.
First up, the PediSpin.
We know what these are all about, but guys, this PediSpin commercial...it's too much. The shot of the hanging dead foot skin. I don't want to see that--especially not when I'm trying to eat my dinner.
Next, the Tag Away.
What the what? That infomercial makes me want to just say a lot of bad words. This post would be nothing but a big censor bleep if I could tell you how I really feel about this product. It's nasty. Do us all a favor and go to a dermatologist if you have skin tags all over your body. Don't try to remedy that mess at home. Just pay your co-pay (which for me would be less than the $19.99 Tag Away price) and get it done professionally. The only thing you should be "tagging away" is yourself in pictures on Facebook. That's the only thing to be tagging, guys. Or if you're in a gang, you might participate in that kind of tagging. But let's not tag away at our necks. Please.
Are there any other hot shows that I'm missing out on that I should be tuning in to see? My nights are pretty full, but I could probably squeeze another show in somewhere.
Well, guess I'll see you all next month!