Dancing with the Stars; The Bachelor

So I've managed to avoid getting sucked into ABC's Monday night reality brain-drain mainly by just staying away. Last night was like snarfing a plate of spaghetti after doing Atkins for months. A was watching TV and surfing the guide. H, who is a good and (unfortunately for me last night) quick reader, saw Dancing with the Stars listed on the guide and begged to watch it. I have no idea how she even knows what DWTS is. Anyway, we obliged--she didn't exactly have to twist my arm--and caught most of the second half. H loved the costumes--I guess I shouldn't be surprised considering she is H from the Block. Billy Ray Cyrus is surpisingly bad dancer considering he invented Achy Breaky Heart! Oh wait, maybe it's not so surprising after all. I loved seeing the Peach Pit gang come out and support Steve Sanders! But where were Dylan and Brenda? And Andrea, the stick-in-the-mud? Apolo Ohno was surprisingly good--A doesn't think it's fair that he has to compete against a freakin' former N'Sync'er, since those boy banders are practically pros. We missed both of Laila Ali's dances, and since I'm not watching this show anymore (I swear, I'm not), I guess I'll never get to see her dance. But I hope she and Apolo are the Final 2.

Of course since the Bachelor started right after DWTS, I got sucked into that huge time waste as well. But I think I can avoid the rest of the season because a) it's just not that interesting, b) the girls are ugly and c) I think it's obvious he's going to pick Tessa. Tessa looks half-Asian, and I was surprised that she and Tina were both still in it last night. Usually the bachelors get rid of all the token minorities on the first show--the second at the latest if they're trying to appear PC. But it was all made clear to me when I learned Andy is from Hawaii: clearly the boy has a fetish. But that doesn't explain his affinity for blondes with big noses (all 3 of them last night) and girls with fat upper arms (the psychotic Bevin).