I was only able to watch the first half hour of Sister Wives last night. It was a little more sad/pathetic than the premiere. Did anyone else watch it? Did anyone else wonder why the 1st sister-wife was trying to move the pregnant (and completely wacko) sister-wife's armoire by herself while the sister-wife the size of Hulk Hogan was just chatting to the camera crew?
Did you also wonder why the hell in this day and age she needed that honking armoire in her bedroom anyway? Couldn't Kody have negotiated a flat screen TV for each of his hos when he was making a deal with TLC? He shoulda came to me for legal advice and I woulda hooked a brotha and a sista, sista, & sista up! BTW, I get all my good contract rider ideas by reading exposed celebrity contracts on thesmokinggun.com. I would have totally plagiarized some Jennifer Lopez diva crap right in that agreement! In fact, I think I have found my true calling. Legal Rider Writer extraordinaire. Seriously, if you know of any openings, shoot me an e-mail.
Speaking of sad/pathetic, the reason I could not watch the second hour of Sister Wives was because Matt had one hundred percent decided that we were watching Eastbound and Down on HBO at 8:30 and due to the economy sucking we gave up our beloved DVR last year. I could have went upstairs to our bedroom to watch TLC but we do not have a remote for that TV (I know right?) and there was no way I was going to deal with that scenario and besides Eastbound and Down cracks me up. For those of you who have not seen this show, it is well???? Weird, hysterical, sad, touching,offensive, pathetic, raunchy and definitely R rated.
Here is the best of Kenny Power's, the disgraced and down on his luck ex-baseball star and main character.
This year, he is down in Mexico which is not as funny as last season (in my opinion), but this line cracked me up.
"Christ I didn't know that living in the barrio would be so fucking loud."
My dad has lived in Cozumel for the last 15 years. Matt and I have figured out that even though we can stay at my dad's perfectly comfortable house, his neighbors invariably have a rooster or two or three or a non-stop barking chihuahua or an unhappy goat or there might be a 16 piece band that plays all night on a trailer in front of his house or the propane sales truck, with its catchy jingle over a loudspeaker, may start making rounds at 6 am or, god forbid, it may be election time and the mayoral campaigning is in full swing or, etc., etc., etc.!!!
ARRRRGGGHHHH! I guess he is used to it, but we are frazzled after dealing with that for a week! So now we will only stay at a hotel on the beach away from the never ending noise. Not that we aren't culturally sensitive and not that we don't want to hang with the locals, but why the hell does it have to be so damned loud ALL THE TIME.
