It's all my sister's fault.
I have never understood the "Reality T.V." craze. Women attempting to win a rose from some gu

Then my sister came to visit.
We live on the east coast and Sis and her family live on the west coast. Last summer they came for a two week visit. We had a WONDERFUL time. But. Three times a week the world came to a halt so that Sis could watch "Big Brother".
Being a polite hostess, I sat with her while she watched. At first I cringed at the awful things these people said and did to each other. But the sne

That was bad enough. Now CBS has put on a WINTER version of Big Brother - the aforementioned Big Brother 9 - and I'm glued to the t.v. three times a week to watch!
I rush home from evening meetings just to watch this dang show. If I can't get home in time, I wait until 11pm when it shows up at CBS.com and I watch it on my computer. (It's probably significant that I can forget to attend a meeting, but manage to remember which night Big Brother comes on).
WHY am I so obsessed with this? It's embarrassing. It's embarrassing to admit I watch it, and it's embarrassing to have people know how hooked I am. I guess watching Big Brother is kind of like driving past an accident scene on the highway...I know it's going to be bad, I know it won't be pretty...but I can't seem to pull my eyes away.
So, there you have it. Another deep dark secret revealed. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to watch Sunday's episode on my laptop.
2 comments:
Ha! You are not alone!
Oooh, you need TIVO...it's my big brother crackbox.
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