SUNDAY WIPE OUT

Two tv shows I do like are The Amazing Race and The Apprentice, both Sunday night staples in our house. Sandwiched in between Planet Earth on Discovery (and if you haven't tuned in to that show, you should.) It's better than any of the science class movies you may have witnessed in junior and senior high. Besides that one my buddy Sam Hicks showed about polar bears. He must have shown that a hundred times in his career. But Planet Earth is really good.

The first reason that last night was a wipe out was no one got kicked off The Race. I feel like I wasted an hour. And it was a great hour in Hong Kong where they battled Kung Fu fighters while scaling an 11 story wall. Their pit stop was at the Hong Kong Jockey Club, site of the worst Chinese food I ever ate. But it wasn't all bad since the Beauty Queens finished second. Am I superficial or not, rooting for them? Actually, I like them better than any of the others for how they play the game.

Then comes Trump's Show, which is what I'm sure he'd prefer the name be. I like both his kids, but he has too much ego for me. And he didn't fire anybody last night. Wipe Out number two. And it wasn't even a neat task either. All I got to see were some cast offs come back, including Tim who does nothing worthwhile, including his dating of Nicole, who should have been axed many moons ago.

Oh, well. At least I didn't waste my evening watching some guy named Ethier ruin my Rotisserie head-to-head Baseball series. His eighth inning home run, did me in. Well, I did sneak a peek or two during commercials.