Tuesdays: Deserts or Desserts?

Here is the thing about Tuesdays, no good shows live in them. It's the one day of the week that is like a desert wasteland of television. Seriously. It is. I have at least one show on all the other days of the week (not including weekends, although Saturdays sometimes have...I'll get to that later).

So, there I sit. My couch calls to me, the remote looks like a shining beacon of heavenly bliss and warmth. Yet, I find that my dissappointment's only companion at every click of the 'channel up' button is the sound of crickets. Chirp Chirp.

That's when it's time to go to the DVR and see if anything of interest was recorded in the past 24 hours. But, oh the woes of having a family with poor taste in all things entertainment. What's that I see? Someone recorded the Michael Jackson Funeral? Jesus Christ, people. DELETE.

Although they may be low. I do have standards. I will not be watching QVC, funerals, weird specials, or Oxygen (unless they are playing "Pride and Prejudice") until I'm old and have the unfortunate life changing experience of Dementia. But! That is a far away place, in a distant land of unicorns, lollipops, rainbows and global warming (I mean, come on, this summer was anything but hot. Perhaps they should rename it 'lol-global-warming-j/k').

Back to the point. Tuesdays.

Now to the second part of this discussion. Tuesdays are desserts. This is the day that is completely free, since absolutely nothing of note occurs. Maybe I can catch up on reading, the news, have dinner out (instead of being strapped down to the couch with a paper plate and tape keeping my eyes open so that I don't miss anything), or make a real dinner in. This is the day when I can choose to be me. Quite liberating.

...Plus tomorrow is "Glee".

rawr! So, I cannot escape it. TV has a firm grasp on me. But, it's kind of like being man-handled by a really hot guy you are totally obsessing over. It's simply delightful, similar to that rich chocolate concoction you always see at (dare I say it?) Ruby-Tuesdays, that you never get because you know its bad for you, and you are already so full from dinner.

Since I promised to return to the Saturday comment, I suppose that it's now or never. Although I may never admit to exactly what show airs on Saturday afternoons that is watchable (but not necessarily good), I will admit that not all weekend programming is completely and uterrly worthy of being ignored.

Now that I have confused myself, I guess I will leave it up to you. Tuesdays: deserts or desserts?

aha!