Desperate for Attention

Tonight I finally saw "the #1 show on television," Desperate Housewives. Let me just saw it was exactly what I expected: sheer unadulterated crapola. Wow, hot chicks. I never get to see those on the Internet or in magazines at the barbershop. And they're all skanky whores? Internet again. And without the FCC regulations. TV gets flack for showing a nipple for half a second. My computer can have a nipple screensaver. Shows like this make me long for Tony Soprano's exorbitantly irritating nasal voice to occupy my Sunday nights.