Sleep on it.
This entry was posted on 8/24/2008 9:25 PM and is filed under TV.
The Olympic closing ceremonies just ended. I watched the beginning because I'd heard how cool the opening ceremony was. I wasn't as impressed as I was supposed to be. I mean, for starters, what's with the bike helmets on the drummers? The thing looked like it was inspired by Busby Berkly and Dr. Suess.
I swear those big wield things with the inflated bladders were right out of Christmas morning in Whoville. Man, China's weird. Placido Domingo better make sure he didn't just get married to the little Chinese Mermaid.
Now I'm watching a show on HGTV called Sleep on it. It's just a twist on House Hunters. I didn't used to like House Hunters at all. In the first few years it was just fat people looking at dumps. It's been better since they upgraded the price range. I still don't like it, but at least it's not depressing. This one, as the title suggests, includes a night in the prospective place.
I would never have watched this show but it was set in Mpls/ St. Paul. In fact, one of the neighborhoods the couple looked at was the one I grew up in. I was about to turn the channel when I heard the narrator mention Linden Hills and suddenly I was looking at the shopping center around the corner from the church I was married in.
The show is set up so that the buyers look at two places and choose one to spend the night in. In this episode, the couple looked at a dinky loft in downtown St. Paul and a tiny three bedroom house in a Minneapolis neighborhood a few blocks from Lake Calhoun.
Obviously, this couple is doomed.
These two places couldn't have been more different if one were in the jungle and the other on the moon.
He wants a hip, cool, downtown loft to party in and she wants a house with a yard and multiple bedrooms. He says he'll never mow or shovel and she keeps talking about her imaginary children! These are not compatible goals. They wound up staying in the loft, which had no views and lots of structural problems. They threw a party in the loft and their friends were all shocked that they had to pay to park downtown. You might be wondering where they find such idiots. I certainly was. I was further surprised to see her cave in and let him buy that stupid loft.
I give it two years before she leaves him for her boss and moves to a five bedroom house on a half acre in Edina and pumps out three kids in five years.
Good show.