The Real Housewives Of Wilton Manors

Sunday night I was watching a very crappy Chicago Bears football game on television, and at half-time I put the TiVo on pause so I could walk the dog. Twenty minutes later, I returned home with Chandler after he had sniffed, peed, and pooped his way around the block. When I opened the door, there was Mark curled up on the sofa watching one of his favorite shows. "WHERE THE F**K IS MY FOOTBALL GAME??!!", "ARE YOU CRAZY? GOD DAMN IT, YOU'VE LOST MY GAME!!!", I bellowed. You see, if you change the channel when you have the television on pause, you lose the paused program, and Mark did this knowing full well that I had paused the game and was coming back. In full snit mode, Mark picked up his little tray of cheese, and glass of wine and stomped out of the room. I do admit that I may have over reacted a little bit, seeing as how I was recording the game and could just roll back to the start of the second half, but what good would it be if I didn't exercise my power as 'lord master' of the living room television and let out with a little rage.

Mark on the other hand, is the lord master of the bedroom television, and God forbid that I go in there and interrupt one of his shows. When Mark isn't in there watching it, the bedroom TV seems to be constantly TiVo-ing his insipid reality shows. If you look at his list of saved shows, it is one after another, 'Top Chef', 'Project Runway', 'Big Brother', 'So You Think You Can Prance', etcetera, etcetera. I tried to watch the television in the bedroom the other night while Mark was out, and all I could watch was 'The Real Housewives Of Atlanta', because Mark was recording it. So there I was, stuck watching one of these God awful reality shows that Mark loves so much, instead of my usual Dave Letterman Show. It was horrible. I have to tell you though, that Kim is a real bitch, and I hate her. I don't think it would be too awful if her wig business went broke. It would serve her right for talking crap about NeNe and Sheree.