
…but I like it.
All right, maybe like is too strong a word. Call it a strange fascination. Brain candy, if you will. A way to put the mind on cruise control for a while. Over the last few days it has become something of a habit–just me and my daughter Lexie, curled up on the couch, watching a roster of bizarre yet mesmerizing shows: That’s So Raven. Phil of the Future. Hannah Montana. And, of course, the incomparable Suite Life of Zack and Cody. Lately it’s the only television I have time to watch, and I’m really starting to dig it.
The whole situation is giving me flashbacks to Saved By the Bell. Yeah, I watched it. You probably watched it too, telling yourself the whole time that Tiffani-Amber Theissen was HOT and that was the only reason you tuned in. But who among us didn’t cringe at Zack’s newest scam, or secretly chuckle at Screech’s latest faux pas? And dude–Elizabeth Berkley ended up in Showgirls, about which nothing further need be said.
I don’t know–maybe it’s just nostalgia playing tricks. I just never thought I’d see the day when I knew all of the songs from High School Musical. Still, I guess it’s better than sitting through the Wiggles for the umpteenth time trying to guess where Jeff fell asleep again. Parents out there, y’all understand. Children’s entertainment always gets you in the end.
Still, a support group wouldn’t be bad. Shall we start one here?
ShareJUN
2006