Y'know who's got a wicked job?? Donald F-ing Trump! That's who!!
So this schmo from the Bronx gets into daddy's real estate biz and has now got his mug plastered on everything, everywhere, all the time...and I don't mind. Y'know why?? Probably because that bastard's got one of the hottest women in the world as his most current wife and is just plain aggressive - a style that only few people in the world can come by (and get away with).
So why all this talk about the man they call The Donald? Well...it turns out that I was watching a bit 'o the telly last evening - and of course on comes The Apprentice - here's what kills me - for all his wealth and excessive living, The Donald still comes off as an uneasy prick on tv - add to the fact that he's so full of himself and well, c'mon, now you've got some great made-for-tv-reality-based-programming!!
For those of you who don't care (b/c those of you who do care already know this), The Donarino as I'm gonna start....and stop calling him, picked Stefani as his newest apprentice. This chick's silent, flies under the radar and quite frankly looks like she could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch...and I think, nay, I KNOW that's why he picked her to "be under his wing"... yeah, she'll be under him alright, but it ain't gonna be his "wing" - unless that's what he's calling it these days...
So what's she gonna build for Daddy Warbucks?? A frickin' Dominican Republic-based Hotel/Private Condominium and Casino/Golf Course - not bad...only its in the freakin' D.R.!!!! Anyone been there lately?? Aside from the lush All-Inclusive resorts, the nation that Haiti likes to call its little "Biatch" is deprived of all basic necessities and well...hey, i'm not the apprentice, so its not my problem.
Y'know what I realized?? I'm blogging about a tv show that quite frankly - is dumb. I should instead focus my energies on say - The Amazing Race - that's a show that will quickly kill relationships...ohh, speaking of that one, yesterday they had to jump off a building 600ft in the air - I'm telling you right now, if you're my partner on the show, and its my mandatory turn to complete this freakin' roadblock - we're losing...ain't no way my arse is jumping off a building...I'll eat worms, I'll pierce select body parts (nothing below the neck), all in the name of $1,000,000.00 - but ain't no way I'm jumping off a building...
K gotta wrap this up...got more tv to watch... Jack Bauer's gotta do some crazy shit tonight...gotta start hating that annoying beeping time ticking clock noise thingamagiggy that they use in that show... The Following Takes Place in ... ahhh who gives a shit...kill somebody, sleep with somebody and do all this Lone Ranger crap - all without stopping to eat and/or go to the bathroom...that's something I'd like to see...Jack Bauer gets outta the shitter or better yet, gets a call from the President while dropping a deuce..."Sir, um...can I call you back in a minute please, I'm just in the middle of something..." - now that's TV you can watch - and relate to - that's.... REALITY TV!!
Done.
Peace.
EM
