Showing posts with label TV TIME. Show all posts
Showing posts with label TV TIME. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

"I Dare You to Try and Quit!!!!!!"

I am watching "The Biggest Loser" for the first time ever. Can you imagine being told you is the fattest jawn EVER on the show? How's that for a blow to the ego? Not only are you fat, you are also the fattest. Aw shucks, now they just introduced the biggest dude too.

I have decided to postpone the Master Cleanse for reasons related purely to fueling up on extra toxins and drinking a few more nights away. I want to be extra toxic when I start.

Monday, December 29, 2008

LIVE BLOGGING: THE CITY

I am watching the rebroadcast of "The City." I am not really paying attention because I just read the Swiss cheese thing outloud to my roommates, but I just noticed that Whiney (that was a typo, but I have to leave it) has two hot dudes fighting over her during Bobby Brown's "My Perogative." Why does this only happen on TV and Reality TV? It's not fair. I want this to happen to me on New Years Eve.

I promise to talk less about MTV.

SMART TALK: A point of brilliance remarked by my good old friend Matt Greenberg: "When is Miley Cyrus going to do a cover of 'Achy Breaky Heart?'" If someone can answer this question, or this cover already exists, please text message me a URL embedded in diamonds.

Monday, November 10, 2008

Watching TV















Tonight we watched The Cosby Show mainly to study the family's fashions. The Huxtables are a good-looking family.

This is going to be Party Boy's look for Winter 09. Lots of bright colored button-downs and subtle cardigans. Look at the way those colors match!
















The Huxable girls are no exception. You can't tell by the photo (in which Vanessa is giving Rudy advice on a school project) but Vanessa's sweatshirt is asymmetrical. Stylish! She also confirms that I should continue pursuing a Walkman on eBay.
















And Miss Tyra Banks needs to recognize: fierce be Claire Huxtable, Esq. She knows how to hold it down. She always looks fabulous doing it, even in a lumberjack flannel.
















I think Denise gets it from her mom. I like when she goes through her Afro-centric phase and her outfits get completely ethnic and bat shit crazy. But Denise takes risks. I like that about her.

Then Theo's math teacher, Mrs. Westlake, comes over for dinner:




























Mrs. Westlake is like the Salma Hayek of math teachers!