REALITY BYTES

I watched the premier of I Love Money, on VH1 last night. “Sniggle, sniggle, snark, snark”. Excuse me, couldn’t help that. Whatta buncha ##@L@)!!! I had to hide in the den and watch this, with  the door locked. My kids wanted to know if I was watching porn on the Internet. I Love Money, could be the biggest reality distraction for many people this summer; except for maybe, the new Big Brother in a short few days.

It’s all the zany characters from some of VH1’s “Love” series, thrown into the mix. They have some real interesting people playing with some very loose decks on I Love Money.

Midget Mac is from I Love New York, second season. Yes, Mr. Mac is small; but what a mouth! He wasted no time insulting just a few of the women, then refused to participate in the first I Love Money, Competition. In the end, it cost him. They sent him home. Midget Mac was the first to be eliminated from I Love Money.

So far, almost everyone is in their “better behavior” mode. The gloves will start coming off next week. I’ve seen extended teasers for the whole show. Good God, what a train wreck, this show is. My biggest fear is, extra-terrestrials are going to monitor I Love Money, making serious earth shaking decisions about the future of our species, based on this show.

One of the contestants Megan, is from one of the Rock of Love seasons; no, I forgot which one. She brought along her mentally retarded dog. If Megan wins, she will be using the $250,000 dollars of prize money to make people more aware of mentally challenged dogs. You know? It’s the dogs that when you throw a stick, they just look at you? Maybe they are smarter than the other ones that run after sticks.

The host of the show, was actually trying to keep a straight face with some of these contestants answers, concerning the prize money. I think they hired this guy as host, to ad some class to this sideshow. Most of the contestants on I Love Money, are not what I would consider a cross section of America, or even Detroit.

This show will be addictive to some and revolting to others. For some of us, I Love Money will be like that box of chocolates that we hide from everyone else in the house, to keep for ourselves. We will lock the door, pull out the chocolate, then eat; until we make ourselves sick. We will always feel guilty about this compulsive  chocolate addiction; yet, we will do this over and over, again.