You canâ€™t grow up having been named Mary without someone saying, â€œMary, Mary, quite contrary.â€ It becomes ingrained. As a result, I guess I am a little contrary. At least thatâ€™s my story and Iâ€™m sticking with it. So when a whole lot of people like something and recommend it highly, I am more than likely to take a different path, especially in television watching. Itâ€™s a big hit? Then I wonâ€™t watch it. Iâ€™ve never watched a single episode of Dallas or Knotâ€™s Landing. I never watched the show about becoming a millionaire with its lifelines. â€œItâ€™s a Wonderful Life?â€ I just canâ€™t bring myself to view a movie that plays over and over every Christmas. Like I said, Iâ€™m just a little contrary.
Iâ€™ve never watched Survivor or American Idol. I donâ€™t watch reality shows. Uh-oh, my kids have called me out on this one. Even though I tried to explain how itâ€™s not one of those shows. But it is and I must admit it, I watch So You Think You Can Dance. The worst of the worst, so Iâ€™m told. Iâ€™ve tried to explain it away by saying that you just donâ€™t find dance on TV so I am supporting the arts. Or that I use TiVo to zip through all the annoying parts so I just see the dancing. But the truth is, in addition to the dancing, Iâ€™ve enjoyed the dancerâ€™s little bios, the savage criticism by the judges and even engaged in a little armchair criticism myself.
Iâ€™m so lame.