Reality Check

It has been a couple days since we have posted a blog, and I know many of you are probably thinking "Oh, he has been distracted by the many reality shows that are currently flooding our tv lineup".  Well, it is true that there are many many reality shows that I just cannot get enough of.  Everyone knows I like (yet cannot) dance so I am typically glued to the TV Monday nights against by better judgement watching Dancing with the Stars, or what I think should be renamed this season as Dancing with the WHO THE HELL IS THAT?!  Sure, Nancy Grace scares me, and I'm pretty sure Rob Kardashian has a mild case of down syndrome, but there is something about that show that just captures my attention.  I refuse to admit that I sometimes catch myself dancing the samba with my dog Sasha waiting for the judges to scream out "that was amazzzing!"  But reality kicks in and I realize I better say Au Revoir to my little twinkling black holes and boogy my remote to BRAVO, where the real fun begins!  For starters, it is always amusing to watch the vast differences between the extravagant lifestyles of the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills compared to the gaudy chambers of the Real Housewives of New Jersey.  I am constantly on edge wondering who will Teresa flip a table at next!  Just when I think I cannot get enough of housewives, Logo reminds me that my favorite housewives with balls are waiting for me right after my Beverly Hills Betches.  Oh I love the A-List NY, which for those who might be under a rock, is Logo's answer the Real Housewives empire.  The twist is, its a bunch of gays!  Oh you think the cat fights on Real Housewives of Atlanta are catty, well just envision 5 queens and a diva going at it every Monday night!  There is no way to have the case of the Moooondays, when your reality is this!