Most TV is crap and watching it is the intellectual equivalent of eating nothing but bad Easter candy. It looks good on the shelf and no matter how many times you’ve had it before, you think this batch is going to taste better than you remember. But the minute you tear through the cellophane, the suckers go stale, and you’re left with the aftertaste of cheap, granulated sugar.
I convinced myself mid-run today that the only solution is to abandon the tube altogether. And then I remembered Project Runway Season 4 starts tonight.
And I like sugar.