I'll Dance With You Evander!

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May marks the end of the TV season for fall programming. Usually. There are the mid-season shows, and then the endless repeats. I did pretty well this year, finding only a handful of shows to follow on a regular basis. With the end of Alias last month I thought my Wednesday nights would be free. Tonight however I watched 3 straight hours of tv, not including the Simpsons repeat at 6 and Girlmore Girls repeat at 5pm. That's technically evening right?

I'm doomed.

From 8 - 10 I watched Dancing with the Stars. I feel no personal shame or guilt in this. I'm convinced in a past life I did ballroom dancing, followed by a short stint as a breakdancer. I want nothing more than to run out and sign up for dance lessons tomorrow. Those skimpy ass outfits and lack of partner being the only things keeping me from my dream. I twirled around my living room and did kicks and booty shakes during commercials. I'm over 21, the blinds were drawn, and I can shake my ass all I want.

Then on FX at 10 was Morgan Spurlock's 30 Days. I loved Super Size Me, and even swore off fast food for 3 weeks after viewing it. For a girl whose mother was convinced her little girl would grow up to be a Chicken McNuggett, that's saying something, sadly enough.

I enjoyed the investigative report on life as a minimum wage earner, as a spectator, not a participant. I've done the low pay/bus catching thing before, but I shared a no-bedroom efficiency with 2 other people while doing it. At least Morgan and his fiance Alex had a bedroom! And a shower. All we had was a tub, and while that sounds quite luxurious, try running a bath every morning at 5 am so you can catch your bus.

And using a pet shampoo hose to wash your hair.