This show is seriously stupid. Let’s start with Howie’s refusal to shake hands with anyone and thinks his “West siiiide” fist bump will make up for actually hand to hand contact. Yes, I get it, you have OCD AND a lot of money. Get a good psychiatrist. I mean, I have one and I don’t have half the moolah this guys has in his front right pocket at this moment. But I digress as usual. I’m just trying to make the point that I don’t always go for the obvious — Cold Play? leaves me cold. I feel like I could hear it on any Pottery Barn CD in any well…Pottery Barn. They’re the only ones that sell them right? And the same goes for Dave Matthews. I’ve heard enough jammin’ to last me my entire life.
Okay, so there’s something about this Deal or No Deal thing that has me hooked harder than Britney to that gross skank multi baby daddy she calls hubs.
I think it’s my addictive nature (you’ve all heard of my Pinot problem ad neaseum) that makes me like this show. It’s people that just can’t stop and I just can’t stop watching them. They burn through all the big money but they MUST KEEP GOING. I understand that thinking and I guess although I know it’s wrong I deep down applaud it. Whether they’re just jonesing for more screen time or really think that .01 is under number 12 I DON’T CARE. Keep going. No one ever wins the million so who cares. It makes good addictive tv.
So there. I watch a toddler all day. I deserve some mindless entertainment. And yes fuckers, it’s entertainment.