Punch Me Harder

Now that Rock of Love 2 is over, Sunday nights are a strange vortex of empty. Why is there nothing good on anymore, ever?

The show I seem to be missing more than any other these days is Blind Date. I am well aware how ridiculous that statement is. But in my humble opinion (which I will never abbreviate IMHO), the Roger Lodge-tastic dating show was the perfect nugget of cheese to watch when you get back from the bar and sit on the couch feeding on the kind of crap you feed on when you get back from the bar. And whither ElimiDATE? Shipmates? There is nothing like these shows on the air these days (no, those partially scripted MTV dating shows like Next don’t count) and it’s weird how sad I am about it.

Rain sucks donkey gonads.