Days of whine and roses....

a heat wave is hours away...humidity returning...my hair will look like i stuck my finger in a socket...and reality tv ate my brain...with all the myriad tv programming available...cable...netflix...streaming...i feel hyponotized by whether kaitlyn will pick nick or shawn...it's this thing lauren and i have...watching "bachelor" or "bachelorette"...a guilty pleasure that doesn't cause you to really think...although you find yourself analyzing for hours...who should be sent home...which contestant is the most certifiable...which couple will last beyond the first commercial break...but mostly it has me wondering about the nature of reality tv...and our obsession with it...i think about the leaders of the pack..."the amazing race"...i thought that was finding the shortest route from penn station to this week's sample sale...or "dancing with the stars"...or is it almost stars...or has-beens...or "we have no place left to go since they cancelled jerry lewis' telethon"..."the real housewives"...of new york...atlanta...los angeles...deer park...oops...well, not yet....and the granddaddy of them all...after next season, they are finally pulling the plug...a mercy killing...on "american idol"...ryan seacrest must be getting his aarp card already...but really...if you want to know why these shows multiply like hangers in your closet...if you can't find justification for the ratings numbers...even if they have been slipping...just put on your local evening news...watch the whole half hour...and then the national news for good measure...you'll be spinning that dial in a heidi klum minute..."america's got talent" anyone?