I don’t have any good

I don’t have any good reason for really enjoying the new show about internet dating, Hooking Up, but I do. A lot. Like I stopped the movie I was watching so I could watch a bunch of weird women go on bad dates. It’s fascinating! I am mostly taken in by Amy, who is the strangest mix of person I’ve ever seen. I’ve decided that she is mostly a soccer mom who was somehow transported back in time to her youth and can’t believe the injustice of having her minivan, coach husband, rascally kids, weekends at the lake, and big suburban house TAKEN AWAY FROM HER and she has to desperately gain it all back as quickly as possible. You know those moms who are so mom-like that you think, “I can’t possibly imagine what she was like before she was a middle-age mom?” If you tune in on Thursday nights at 9pm EST, you will see this living artifact for yourself.

Anyway, J tends to make himself scarce when this show is on, which means he’s in the adjoining room working on the computer. This doesn’t stop me from yelling little things to him as they occur to me throughout the show. Mostly: “What is WRONG with her?” “I don’t understand.” “Is she SERIOUS/BLIND/CRAZY?” or “That guy is gross.” This is frustrating, because while he tries to answer, I mostly get noncommittal “Uh huh”s, his being the general consensus that most of the girls are nuts and most of the guys are sleazy/weirdos.

So in the midst of me trying to figure out, seriously, what is up with Reisha (she is remaining a virgin until marriage and won’t even kiss a guy unless it’s “serious” [there’s a proposal?], yet has been dating this guy Acie for 3 months [no kiss] and he has taken his profile down and wants to see her exclusively and she is hedging because she “wants to keep her options open and see other people.” Whaaa?) all I wanted was to call Sally and say, “Yo, seriously, what is up with Reisha?” I don’t even think Sally watches this show, but at that moment, this was the only person that seemed like they would be able to give a real, satisfying smackdown of whatever the hell I was watching.

It’s hard to watch these summer reality shows where you don’t get running commentary on other television-watching blogs. Oh, for a new season of ANTM.

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