Finale Fodder

With the finales of Lost (will they actually get rescued?), American Idol (Melinda shoulda won), Scrubs (J.D. and Elliot are going to get together or aren't they?), The Office (Pam and Jim might finally get together!), and Desperate Housewives (Bree is back feigning pregnancy to protect her daughter, Carlos and Gabi are together again, Lynette has cancer, Mike and Susan finally got married, and Edie hung herself) gone and over, there exists a gap in the Riede household as of what to watch Sunday-Thursday evenings. We could do something positive, like, say, read a book, go out for a walk, or plant a tree.

Meh.

Thank heaven for Fox's So you think you can dance. Or as I like to call it.

So you think you wear pants
or
So you think your name's Lance

Anyway.

Just when we started to get the DT's from Idol withdrawal, Cat, Dan, Nigel, and Mary are back with auditions from the professional and gifted to the profoundly retarded. This lead to some impromptu demonstrations from my wife and myself to show that "we still got it". While my wife has had many years of classical dance training, not to mention several years on the dance team at her college alum, I have only dabbled in Ballroom and the remainder tof my training comes from the street...hahahahah! Okay, I learned to dance by going to clubs and watching the Wade Robson Project alone in my room. Needless to say, our "demonstrations" were rusty and embarrassing (mostly on my part). That's what I love about being married. You are free to make an ass out of yourself without fear of alienating the other person.

Everyone have a great Memorial Day Weekend!!!

Click on Napoleon for a fun show!