First of all, here’s something i’ve been meaning to get to for a while:
Jeremiah introduced the etrade baby to me.
But on to the real stuff: there were two main television-related highlights of this past weekend in Tahoe. While I’m at it, it’s worth mentioning that I derive endless pleasure from how French people pronounce our beloved lake to the east: “tah-ohhhhhhh” is the best spelling i can manage.
I digress. Thank you to GoGo for her devotion to all things MTV. Without her appreciation of The Hills we never would have found ourselves watching the spin-off set-up of The City wherein one girl (LC, I believe) gets to say to the other girl (Whitney?): “dreamboydreamjob!” and clap her hands in glee.
Also, remind yourself of David Silver from the wayback 90210. I don’t quite remember how he found himself working at a carwash one Christmas season but he did. Must have had something to do with Donna refusing to put out. Anyway, some young dude comes out to him and David is cool while the kid’s father flips out. Despite a complex lie about an aunt and uncle, David knows something ain’t right and returns to the carwash supply closet to find gayboy concealing…wait for it…”a blade!?!” Yes, he was going to suicide himself. But David saved the day. With melodrama.
