Saturday, January 19, 2008

Does Wanting A Twinkie And Ding-Dong Wedding Tower Make Me A Redneck?



Well, it's a bright and cold Saturday afternoon here in Austin and your humble Felt Up blogette is trying to not spend any money, has already done house cleaning, craft-making, and Corgi furminating, and the television viewing choices are as follows:

1) Bridget Jones' Diary for approximately the 1 gazillionth time. Also, as I am still in my pjs and feel bloated, it is hitting a bit too close to home, as per usual.

2) "My Big Redneck Wedding," which CMT describes thusly:
Each episode, hosted by Tom Arnold, will feature a different redneck wedding, each with its own rustic eccentricities, whether it is a four-legged best man, a romantic beer can canopy, a celebratory shotgun salute or a reception filled with mattress surfing and mud wrestling.


It would actually be pretty fun except that for some unknown reason they decided it would be a great idea to have Tom Arnold pop up (literally pop up into the screen, like on "Pop-Up Video") to shout obxnoxiousisms every five seconds. The self-professed hillbillies and rednecks are entertaining, Mr. Arnold. You, however, are not.



3) A repeat of "The Music of Seal On Ice," which I'm not kidding is actually playing on NBC right now. Seal. On ice. Brian Boitano and Kristi Yamaguchi, et al, are spinning their hearts out around the rink while Seal, resplendant in an all-white outfit, is singing some song that's not "Kiss of A Rose" or "Crazy" without any backing band that I can see. Oh, and it's officially called "Musselman’s Apple Sauce Presents: The Music of Seal on Ice." Heh. (By the way, a little bird told me that he knows someone who works with Heidi Klum and says that Seal is a total controlling jerk who bosses Heidi around and it's totally sad and pathetic. Allegedly!)



Speaking of sad and pathetic, what viewing delight shall it be, eh? Sophie's Choice, I know! Luckily, Discovery Health has "XXX-treme Weight Loss" coming up in an hour...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I have to confess that I was practicing my spot on British accent while watching Bridget Jones' Diary today. Toodle pip, mate!

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