Dancing with the “Stars”

Faded almost stars attempting to restart careers no better then tepid originally, with a sprinkling of sports wannabees possessing little more then youth.
They must have saved a bundle on those putative singers and musicians! I’ve rarely heard worse in a “house band” on TV.

Outside of noting that the first female contestant had the lowest bosum I’ve ever seen, at 66 I ride considerably higher, I can’t help thinking that standing the “contentants” in a wallflower line is very clearly showing their desperation to be somebody again, anybody!

I’ve never been a fan of reality shows exploiting the misery or unrealistic aspirations of more or less failed people, starting with the vomitious Queen For A Day — and it doesn’t look as if it’s ever going to end — explaining why last night is the first time I’ve watched anything but a movie on a non-PBS station in several years.

I’m late in meeting my deadline and I doubt I’ll be posting again this week, but I’ve pages and pages of notes that will be going up regularly very soon. I promised some Beatles friends that I’d post the photo of me with the gentlemen of BeatlemaniaNow so here it is.