I believe I may be one of only 16 people not watching American Idol tonight. I know it’s hard to believe, but I’m not always watching TV. Sure, I have what some might call and unhealthy obsession with some TV – cough, Tina Fey , cough, food shows, cough – but really I’ve cut down dramatically over the years. Now that I’ve Monday morning quarterbacked all of the season finales to my regularly scheduled programming, I’m left to listen to my co-workers talk about the finales to their shows. And it makes me realize how much TV I don’t watch. Like these five shows.
I watched part of the last few weeks of the first season. But since then, not so much. If I want to hear karaoke, I’ll go to a bar. At least they serve drinks and someone might fall off the stage in a drunken stupor. Also, I don’t want the child to win.
I’m not really into soaps, either daytime or nighttime ones. Also any series where the cast is more famous for its off-stage drama than its on-stage drama makes me cranky.
My sister loves this show. America loves this show. I love Sandra Oh and Sara Ramirez. I do not love this show. However, I may tune in Thursday to see if Callie and Erica get it on like Donkey Kong. What? I’m shallow.
God, are they still on that island? Plus, didn’t “Gilligan’s Island” kind of do it first? I’m just saying.
If I want to see terrorists and a crazed cowboy running around chasing supposed evildoers, I’ll tune into CNN. The addition of Cherry Jones and Janeane Garofalo gives me pause. But that dude just gets way too much done in one day. He makes me feel lazy. And who needs that?
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