Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Now that's amazing
You may not believe this, but I think I might be giving up The Amazing Race. I know. I know. But it's true.

It's something I've been thinking about for a couple of weeks, ever since I started seeing previews for Commander in Chief. I sort of wanted to watch this show, mainly because of the preview where Geena Davis goes, "You are sorely mistaken." It's a great line, and she delivers it so well. However, part of me also knew I should boycott the show, mainly because her character's name is MacKenzie. Remember when I said that someday the country would be run by people named M[a]cKenzie? Well, apparently that day has come sooner than we thought, at least on TV.

There was another problem, too, namely that I've been going to pilates class on Tuesdays from 7:30 to 8:30. And so I was faced with the eternal dilemma: To tape or not to tape? And also, what to tape? Taping Commander in Chief was out, as my ABC reception is pretty poor (which is also the reason why you will never find me anywhere but in front of the TV on Wednesdays from 8 to 9, in case you were wondering). The solution should have been simple, then: tape The Amazing Race. But the mere fact of my flirtation with another show led me to wonder if it was symptomatic of my entire relationship with TAR. After all, I've pretty much managed to wean myself off of reality TV, and I really wasn't digging this whole "family edition" thing. Ultimately, I decided I would go to pilates, then watch whatever was left of The Office (which, while not as good as the original, still makes me laugh and is better than half the crap on TV these days) when I got home.

This plan hit a snafu last night, though, when after The Office, I flipped over to CBS just to see what was happening on TAR. And what do you know? It was a two-hour episode, which meant I still got to see lots of great stuff, like a woman getting run over by an Amish buggy, plus my own abject horror upon witnessing the African-American team captioned "Black Family." (I'm pretty sure this was their last name, and not a subersive comment on the number of non-white teams generally present on this show each season.) But is that enough for me to go to the trouble of actually taping the show? I think not. Besides, I really kind of hate that family from New Jersey. And are they just traveling around the U.S. this time? 'Cause that's kinda boring. So it looks like I'm sticking to the pilates/The Office combo, at least for the time being.

I realize that those of you (all three of you? four?) who looked forward to my regular "The most amazing thing..." entries will be sorely disappointed. (Yeah, it's not really the same when I alter the line and don't have Geena Davis to say it.) I would placate you with amazing tales from my pilates class, but the only amazing thing that ever really happens is that sometimes a big bug will wander in, and I'll have to squish it with my flip-flop, because everyone else in the class will just stare at it, whereas I am of the opinion that if you're doing exercises on the floor and a big bug is running across the floor toward you, you should do something about it. But that was really only exciting the first time it happened, and by now it's practically routine.

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