Okay, so I've seen more of The Hills today than I ever have before. I'm not sure I totally understand. What's the deal with these people? Why am I supposed to care? Why do they make me want to dress up and go to parties? How can you have a group of friends like that? I think they've literally all slept with one another.
This is not to say that I don't like a good reality show from time to time. I secretly love Ochocinco: The Ultimate Catch on VH1. I like that he turned a dating show into some weird sporting event. He's using a bracket system to pick these women. I hope there are office pools about it.
I also get a pretty good chuckle out of Money Hungry. A bunch of teams paid $10,000 to be on this show. That's right... they had to pony up the dough. They are all overweight, and it's a competition to see who loses the most (I think). In the end, a team will win $100,000. Ten teams, $10k each, so that's the total. But they're, like, running around in thongs and playing in hot tubs. It's like The Real World meets The Biggest Loser. That's sort of funny.
It's almost like everything on TV is both real and fake at the same time. "Reality" shows aren't very real. I'd really rather watch Full House. (I did that today, too.)
I wouldn't want to live any portion of my life in front of a camera like that. It's left up to someone else to edit.
So it's kind of ironic, then, that the theme song on The Hills is "Unwritten."
"Drench yourself in words unspoken, live your life with arms wide open. Today is where your book begins... The rest is still unwritten."
Ah! But they aren't even writing their own stories.
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