RandomFailure

I was thinking while in the shower this morning (and oddity in and of itself) that with the Hollywood writers’ strike now over, there might be some reduction in the number of reality shows. Which, as you might guess, is a good thing. An aside: There was a print ad a few years ago for a beer (I forget which watered-down swill) that had the line “Let’s get back to fake TV and real breasts.” Or something like that.

Anyway… I was thinking that maybe some reality shows needed to be combined to cut down the total number and shake things up a bit. I just thought of a few:

• Gene Simmons Rock of Love Intervention: Gene Simmons prevents women from dating Bret Michaels. Let’s face it: he’s washed up and needs a career boost. Gene would be doing them a favor. Or maybe just doing them.
• Scott Baio is 46 and in Celebrity Rehab: Might actually need a career jolt more than Bret Michaels.
• The Biggest Dancing with the Loser Stars: The weight loss phenomenon goes dancing! Millions of saps will watch until they see the horror of the Michael Moore wardrobe malfunction. Hosted by Oprah!

You bastards!

Wow. Watching last night’s episode of The Wire I was stunned when Omar got dropped. I was holding the baby, leaning forward with my mouth open. Just plain stunned. Karen asked, “You didn’t see that coming, didn’t you.”

“Hell no.”

I’m still stunned. The one thing I would have thought I would have been able to guess about this story is that Omar would have been the last man standing. Or limping as his “Spider-Man shit” (per Marlo) left him with a broken ankle.  But that’s the great thing about this show - always keeps you guessing.

Miss Caroline Grace Shaw-Gelman was born on February 18, 2008 at 5:16am. She was 21 inches long and weighed 8 pounds, 8 ounces. Since Darling wife weighs about 100 pounds or so, that’s a big baby!

Here’s her first quasi-official picture (it’s a little dark, but I didn’t want the flash to startle her).

Tonight, we went out for dinner at The Ugly American, which is just a few blocks away. On the way back, Victoria suddenly said “Cabbage patch!” and started doing the Cabbage Patch dance (I’m not sure which is the more lame link: Wikipedia or this “instructional” video) as we were walking down the street. Aren’t kids great?

I’m referring to the Cyber Apocalypse, of course. Now, I’m not normally a doom-sayer, as I think such things as reserved for street corner prophets (read: crazy people). But three signs over the weekend, one on each day, have led me to believe that we’ll all pretty much screwed.

1. Friday: Wing Bowl still exists. Why this is a sign: Gluttony and drunken debauchery before noon. Plus, it has a Wikipedia entry. Surely a portent.
2. Saturday: 30,000 people went to Punxsutawney, PA for Groundhog Day. Why this is a sign: Large crowds believe a rodent can predict the future.
3. Sunday: Eli Manning is Super Bowl MVP. Why this is a sign: This is just plan wrong.

Sharpen those survival skills!

This video (YouTube link); also available on ABC.com at better quality with just the music video part (no lead-in or lead-out, plus you may need to download a plugin), from Sarah Silverman on the Jimmy Kimmel Live show, is hilarious. No, there’s no nudity or anything like that. Just watch it. Also via Preston and Steve (thanks guys!) who mentioned it this morning and played some of the audio.

Somehow, this video footage got released of Berman losing his mind at someone for doing something during MNF. Not quite sure what it is though. Saw the link on Preston and Steve’s site.