Category: Brain Rot

I love TV. More than is probably healthy.

After a season of sucking, Kara grows a sense of humor.

We all know I loathe that holier-than-thou egomaniac Kara Dioguardi.   But when she got up to upstage the only American Idol personality I find less appealing than herself (actually one of two, Tatiana Del Toro being the other) I found myself brimming with newfound respect for the newest and most obnoxious judge.   Bikini girl [aka Katrina Darrell,] whom they somehow… Read more →

Leave Jon and Kate Alone!

Leave them alone!!!  If I was a semi-androgynous teenager, I might crawl under my covers and record a video on their behalf, but I’m not, so instead, you get this blog entry.   Sure, Jon and Kate Gosselin have capitalized on their 8 children and have gone from a struggling family living in too-tight quarters to a family of psuedo-celebs in… Read more →

They don’t know we know they know.

How I Met Your Mother is hands down my favorite [half hour] show.   (Lost is just so damn good this season.)   But before I cathartically laughed my way through wedding planning along with Lily and Marshall, and secretly loathed Barney for appropriating my inappropriate over-use of the word “Awesome” I was a loyal FRIENDS fanatic.   (I’m not ashamed to say… Read more →

Ew.

I told you he was a total douche nozzle.   He picked Taya.   Gross, shady, self-promoting, sky-high eyebrows Taya, over dear, sweet, genuine, invested, normal(est) person Mindy.   If I had any faith in Bret Michaels, I would have lost it tonight.   Luckily, that’s [clearly] not why I watch his shows. Read more →

Bret Michaels: Total Douche Nozzle

You know I love me some Rock of Love.   But c’mon Bret.   Stop trying to pretend you’re looking for love or any kind of serious monogamous anything.   Bret is such a douche, I often wonder how he says what he does with a straight face.   Last night, on the same episode of Rock of Love Bus where he kicked off… Read more →

I want to shave his head.

So, (as my friend David astutely observed) I’m pretty sure tonight AI is going to announce that they’re changing to the So You Think You Can Dance bottom 3 format (where the judges can save their faves during the first few weeks of the finals.)    This is particularly upsetting to me, because it means that the asshat pictured above is… Read more →