Nothing makes me laugh more than the Halloween episode of HIMYM when there is a knock at the door and Barney reaches in, starts a boom box, and appears in the door dressed as Tom Cruise in Top Gun.  I laugh and laugh and laugh.

I read a comment recently that someone thought Doogie Howser was one of the first bloggers.   At the end of every episode, he typed up his journal entries, discussing his thoughts of what had gone on over the past few days.  Sure, he wasn’t posting it on the internet, but he was posting it for everyone to see, in a way, if you break the fourth wall.  Not only was he a child prodigy, he was years and years ahead of his time.  Tragically, his computer was a bit behind the times.

It makes me want to revamp my templates to resemble Doogie Howser’s computer.  Everyone wants to read green text on a black screen all day, right? 

I wonder what Dr. Howser is up to nowadays.  I liked NPH’s opinion that he was probably an angry drug addict limping around a hospital on a cane and torturing his fellow doctors.

(I’ll try to put up more vacation pics this weekend.)

But one good thing about coming home from a week’s vacation was coming home to a DVR filled with all sorts of tv for me to watch at my leisure.  I’m one of those people who likes to have the tv on in the background when I’m doing other things.  I struggle to sit and just watch a tv show or a movie, but tv is great when I’m folding laundry or knitting or just playing around on the computer.

I’m really excited that So You Think You Can Dance is back.  I’ve always loved to watch dancers, possibly because dance is something I’ve never really done.  I wish I had taken dance lessons as a kid, but let’s be honest, I probably would have been terrible.  I’ve never liked American Idol, and I can’t get into Dancing with the Stars, but I tend to get a bit obsessive about So You Think You Can Dance.  For those of you unfamiliar with the show, it’s a simple concept.  Auditions are held all over the country to ultimately select a group of 20 – 10 men and 10 women.  They pair off and do a different style dance every week, anything from traditional ballroom like waltz and tango to things like hip hop and crump and everything in between.  It’s a lot of fun to watch.  Viewers call in votes and select the bottom three men and women.  Each dancer in the bottom does a solo for the judges, who then select the man and woman to leave that week. 

As the show goes on, partners begin to switch up, which is always fun. 

I think for me, the big thing about this show is that these people are truly talented.  Their worst dances still tend to be better than anything I’ve ever seen.  I love watching the expression that they put into their dances, and they work with such amazing choreographers that the dances are a lot of fun to watch.

So if you’re looking for something to watch this summer, something that requires little thinking, check it out.  It’s better than a lot of reality shows, I promise.

(Though I do find the idea of “I Survived a Japanese Game Show” kind of intriguing…)

I am continually amazed at how poorly the children on this show are behaved and how the parents let them behave. Of course, as I have no kids, how am I to judge. But it amazes me when kids throw temper tantrums and the parents just give in and let the kids do whatever they want, even when it means things like letting the kids stay up all night and talk back.

I think it’s one of those things I watch because it’s a bit of a train wreck.  Tonight’s episode involved mostly older kids and then a 2-year-old who the parents practically ignored – the kid was never read to, was allowed to just wander the house, and was clearly attention starved.  But I guess there is a lesson to be learned from all of it.

Or I can just stare in amazement at how ridiculous people can be.  Which is why reality tv exists in the first place.