Pop Culture Musings of the Day

Last night, while trying to convince Jillian to go to sleep, I stupidly decided to watch "The Real World: Denver" on MTV. In this episode, the roommates had lived together for 36 hours. In that time, one female cast member "made-out" with a male cast member, and another female cast member "accidentally" slept with the same male cast member. When female #2 came clean to female #1, she said that she loved female #1 and female #2 responded that she loved #2 more. All this through tears. Then #2 stated that #1 would be in her wedding. This conversation had an earnest quality that my mocking tone does not convey.

Anyway, what the hell? How do these girls love each other after only 36 hours and swapping spit and other bodily fluids with the same guy? Are most friendships this tenuous and lame? Can they really be this close? The answer to this is simple: I should not be watching this crap. I mean, come on, I am a MOM for godsake.

But I should point out that I was able to use my new knowledge of EMO to understand the inner workings of the brain trust that is the cast of the Real World: Denver. The male cast member referred to one of his drunk alter-egos as "Mr. Emo." He described Mr. Emo as a guy who gets drunk and professes his affection for girls while using them for sex. Needless to say, this creates a situation where the girl thinks he likes her, but in reality he doesn't want to see her again unless she is nekkid. Damn that Mr. Emo. But at least I understood what he was getting at by using the term EMO. Not that the situation needed much explaining.

Now I am watching "Wall Street." I haven't seen it in quite some time. Dr. Cox from Scrubs is in it. Awesome. Other random sighting of an actor from a sitcom I enjoy: Buster from Arrested Development appeared both on Dawson's Creek (as a doctor) and Sex and the City (as a photographer's assistant). He is best as Buster. Worst in Sex and the City because that show sucks.