I am a TV junkie, straight up. Always have been, for as long as I can remember. I can't be in the house without a TV on. It drives me crazy if I have to be in the house in silence. I remember watching Mr. Wizard at like, 5 AM on Saturday mornings back in the day. I think it was one of the earliest obsessions I had, in terms of TV shows. My modern day Mr. Wizard is Good Eats with Alton Brown. I'm a nerd, I know this.
So in preparation for fall TV, Michelle and I have been watching old DVR'ed shows like crazy. We got the memory down to 18%, which is the lowest we've had it since we got it. So all week, we've been setting up recordings for shows coming back, and new shows which we're trying out.
Great comebacks: The Office, Parks and Recreation (sorta decent), Two and a Half Men (funniest show on television, in case you were wondering), Grey's Anatomy (a Meeche fav), and Gary Unmarried (underrated comedy).
New promising shows: Modern Family and The Good Wife (I'm surprised by how much we both liked The Good Wife). Although I tried to change the channel during commercials, Michelle told me to stop, I threw a hissy fit, and we ended up watching the second half of the show in separate rooms.
Might suck but we'll give it another chance: Community, Cougar Town (Courtney Cox is flippin' hot...still).
To be determined: Mercy (another friggen doctor show I will be subjected to).
Missing like crazy: ER. Goddam I loved that show to the very end.
Cannot wait another day for the new season to start even though I don't know when it's starting: Lost. Where you can die on the show and never be written off the script.
So the other day, Michelle went shopping online, and went bananas at OldNavy.com. She sends me an email and goes, Can I get this? She shows me a shopping cart with like $853 to Old Navy. Ok it was more like $190. I'm like, uh, $200 to Old Navy? Are you buying a stake in the Gap? She sends me an email back and now it's $143. She googled Old Navy coupons and saved almost $50. So she orders them, finds out they're getting delivered today, and then stalks the UPS man until it says the package has been delivered. In the mean time, she has the window open so she can hear the UPS truck pull up to our building so she can make out with the delivery guy when he arrives.
When the clothes finally arrive, I offer Michelle some chapstick, and now comes the only good part for me. The fashion show. It's like, the happiest I've seen Michelle in days. And I'm pretty sure that's a poor reflection on me.
In the middle of watching Chefs vs. City, they have to eat a shitload of ice cream. I am DYING for ice cream like I'm pregnant with triplets. So we go for a ride toward the North End, I'm thinking gelato, but somehow we end up on Newbury Street, and right at the end, calling to me, is JP Licks. Oh. Man. I order Oreo in a sugar cone. No jimmies. Oh. Man. Again.
It was like the actual ice cream was made out of pure Oreo cookies. Usually Oreo ice cream is mainly white with black spots, but this looked like chocolate ice cream, and it was awesome. Like, way better than I had ever expected ice cream to taste. The girl's like, do you want the yogurt or the ice cream. Oh kay. Ice cream please. Michelle just wanted a bite since she was driving home, and she ended up eating some at every red light. We hit a lot of red lights on the way home, and I was more than a little upset.