Day 406: Altered Reality

So Friday Night TV Nights have again moved venues. From Sally & Jay's to Chris', and now it's Mr. Peter who's playing host to our weekly ritual of reality TV and major relaxation. It's all good - as long as I'm there, good times all around can be guaranteed, right? ;-)

So we got our pizza ordered (we even splurged and got super-expensive Pizza Hut), our drinks ready, the guests all arrived (Peter, me, Addie, Julie, and Dana), got our butts on the couch and feet up on the automan and were all ready and set...when half way through Survivor AFN just blacked out! What the hell!!??

Thinking it was just a temporary bout of techincal difficulty, we sat and waited (im)patiently for our beloved show to return. A few minutes later transmission was back in gear, only we had Diane Sawyer on screen instead of Jeff Probst. Now what the hell is going on?

Survivor never came on, and neither did the meant-to-be-following Apprentice. Instead we got to watch Diane Sawyer camp out and natter on about life in a women's maximum security prison. Buff and toned scantily-clad sun-tanned bodies running through muddy obstacle courses and sea-green tropical waters VS. big and scary and nasty ghetto black chicks making arts and crafts behind bars in lovely grey prison garb. Hmmm... This is SO NOT the kind of dose of reality trash television that we were looking for! Argh!

Luckily we had The OC back at Addie's to rescue us from boredom and disappointment. Thank heavens for Orange County! ;-)