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Sunday, April 15, 2007

Kelly Ripa

Well, I've been on vacation for the past week but I'll spare you the boring details of my exciting casino/spa/visiting friends trip and describe what I did the rest of my time while on break.

I watched television.

Oh yeah. Exciting. Thrilling. Whoo-hooo and all that.

So for at least 2 of my free days I watched the Regis and Kelly Show. Which used to be the Regis and Kathy Lee Show (but when it was R and KL, it might as well have been just the Regis Show because she just sat there like a blow up doll with an occasional blast of giggles).

Now, however, it's the Kelly Ripa Show. See, Regis had some sort of surgery and so has been AWOL. So Kelly has these male guest hosts helping her out...sort of...

After the Clay Aiken gaffe, it's been really funny to watch these guys on their best behavior. Because for at least the first 30 minutes of the Show, it's All About Kelly. And, in light of what happened with poor Clay, these male stand-ins just sit there with a deer in the headlights look.

She goes on and on and on about her vacation to some fancy island with indigenous monkeys, her kids, her tan, her belly button (it's an outey, as if anyone cares), her hair, her weight, her propensity to eat strange food, her lack of singing ability and on and on and on...

Even Kathy Lee with her 100 year old philandering husband and dopey kids wasn't quite as self centered as The Kelly Show. All I could think of as I watched this program was how grateful I was that 1) I wasn't married to Kelly, 2) I wasn't one of her kids (can you imagine? "Mom I hurt my knee!" "SHUT UP and Get your bloody parts away from my beautiful wait, I can use this on the show tomorrow...oh come here boobsy..nanny quick get the kid a band aid and bring me a Bloody Mary" and 3) I don't work with/for/around the Kelly.

Ugh. The Kelly Show indeed.


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