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Originally written February 13, 2009


When I was little, my mom called the soap operas she always watched, “my soaps”. She had a schedule that she looked forward to every midday. She invested in them as if she owned them. Many of my friends have shows each night of the week. Perhaps Tuesday is American Idol night and Wednesday is Law and Order.

I only have two shows I claim as my own for the entire week. Monday is The Big Bang Theory night on CBS and Thursday is reserved for Hell’s Kitchen on FOX. That’s it. For a guy who used to make his living on TV, I’m pretty boring when it comes to actually watching it. I think it comes from my wife who doesn’t watch TV at all.

Having only two shows makes me pretty protective of the time I have to watch them. You can imagine my frustration when last night I turned on my TV last night expecting to find Hell’s Kitchen. Instead of watching Chef Gordon Ramsay yelling at some schmuck for under cooking her Jon Dory, I found the NAACP Image Awards, or as I like to call them the, “Here’s an award for being black” awards.

For shame. Now, I have to wait a whole week to find out if Lacy will get to survive another night in Hell’s Kitchen or if the brown-nosing Seth will scare Chef Ramsay to the point of dismissal. And for what? So a group of Americans could sit around and judge the accomplishments of other Americans on the basis of their race…on Abraham Lincoln’s 200th birthday.

Whatever.

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