The Wee Democracy

deuce, part deuce.

i know i already put in an entry today, and it is completely unlike me to do two entries. well, the way i see it, i've slacked off alot lately when it come to bloggifying so, what the hell. i've got fans, dammit.

today's wednesday and that means "the OC" came on channel fox tonight. now this show is about as simple and melodramatic as TV gets. but unlike daytime soaps, which i've been known to watch, too, the characters on the OC aren't dumb as fenceposts. in fact, many times, they're quite engaging; even the characters that i disliked intensely during the summer (read: julie and luke) have shown other colors that may only be described as....fascinating!!

anyways, it was in watching "the OC" last week that i came to understand and fully realize the degree to which TV has shaped the way in which i view life in general and molded the expectations and dreams i have for myself. you see, if i were anyone on the show, i think i'd pick seth, not for his skinny body and alternative good looks (yes, i'm secure enough in my sexual orientation to make that assertion regarding men), or even for his wry humor and dry wit. though i have both of those characteristics myself. no, it's because seth is not what the french call "good with the ladies". yet, right now, if you're keeping up, he's currently embroiled in a love triangle with the eminently nail-able anna and summer (samaire armstrong and rachel bilson, respectively).

i wish i was like that. i wish all the frustration a gent like myself has pent up over the years, high school and college, would pay off in having some crazy couple of girls fighting over me and shit. it was in the midst of finding myself wishing that last week (the thanksgiving episode), that i began to realize, hello, josh, this is the real world, and shit like this does not happen.

it's like that whole justice rant i went on a couple of weeks ago. there's no justice in the world. and i'm not saying this in a cynical bitter "i hate the world" kinda way, cause i'm in a pretty good mood. i'm saying it in a way that says "tv world is based on a system of unrealistic rules that say the good guys always win, or that you die when it's your time or you have it coming" and this is not that world. it's our world. so there.

wouldn't it be fun as shit though to be a tv character? i'd be fred - he gets to nail daphne.



feeling: good,still
thinking of: doing, as jay so eloquently puts it, a filet-o-fish sandwich with anna and summer
song of the second part of the day: the district sleeps alone tonight - the postal service