Last November, I got a little tense. It might've had something to do with our crashing economy, the approaching election or maybe it was just that seven pounds I can never seem to lose. Who knows? But the collective stress resulted in my catching a nasty cold. Feeling that I finally had a legitimate excuse to collapse, I dropped onto my sofa for a couple of days of well-earned R&R. As I snuggled under my comfy chenille throw ($63 from Pottery Barn), it seemed like the perfect time to catch up on the current slate of TV shows. After a lengthy separation, TV and I were finally ready to kiss and make up.
Hopefully, I’m not turning into one of those people who can only watch reruns of “The Golden Girls," but it does feel like all the networks could benefit by lightening things up a bit. I’m not saying that everything is wretched. In fact, there are a few shows I can definitely recommend. If you want to see what spending too much time with Tony Danza and Marilu Henner will lead to, I’d suggest VH-1’s “Celebrity Rehab with Dr. Drew.” If bi-racial train wrecks are your thing there’s “Kimora: Life in the Fab Lane” and for those who dig “blond-on-blond-on-corpse” action, you should absolutely check out E’s “The Girls Next Door” ‘cause there’s nothing better than fake boobs and an 82 year-old man in silk pajamas. Hot, hot, hot.
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David Dean Bottrell is an actor (“Boston Legal”) and screenwriter (“Kingdom Come”) who writes a weekly blog about being strangely middle-class in Hollywood at www.partsandlabor.tv