1. American Idol: I'll make it quick because everyone else has already blogged angrily about this, but could Ryan Seacrest be any more of a douche? I actually feel dirty now for admitting to my wife in the comfort of our locked house away from anybody who might hear and later poke fun at me that I kinda, sorta, didn't hate Seacrest. But the way he went about informing Michael Johns it was time to leave the show was unnecessary. For shame, Seacrest.
2. Rob and Big: Pretty soon I'm going to do an IN PRAISE OF...for this little gem. I believe it would be timely because my wife seems to think that tonight's episode is the last one ever. That will suck, but we've had some good times and this episode was no exception. Rob, Big, and the rest of their wacky pals headed to Cancun to relax, skate, and wrestle in the Mexican ghetto. Bobby Light also performed his international hit, "Dirty Girl," for the guests at a resort, complete with Mariachi band and heavily-bleeped rap breakdown. I bought Season 1 and 2 on DVD for my wife for Valentine's Day. My sister seemed to think that wasn't very romantic. Jen loved it. 
3. Secret Talents of the Stars: So, apparently this show has already been cancelled. I guess that means we won't get to hear any more hilarious Clint Black stand-up or watch Danny Bonaduce on a unicycle or see Theo Huxtable front a rock band or watch one of those skanks from The Girl's Next Door fail at trapeze. Oh, well. At least Star Trek's George Takei was able to completely embarass himself before CBS pulled the plug. Listening to Takei sing "On the Road Again" was about as pleasant as calling a phone sex line and getting Diane Rehm. And Mya should stick to singing songs about her ass. But Clint Black was actually funny--if you hated comedy or were deaf. The figure skater/contortionist seemed a little shaky during her act, but maybe it was because to stay balanced she was going to have to rest her chin in a preteen Asian girl's crotch. Creepy.
Anyway, that was DVR Weekend--see you next week.
