Wednesday, April 27
XETV, 8:30 p.m.
This is terrible, just awful. The writing's hackneyed; the acting is stilted and wooden. It only serves as a vehicle to display Pam Anderson's giant, bolt-on rack. Of course, I watched every second.
Thursday, April 28
NBC, 9:00 p.m.
If nothing else, this show fulfills a need for weekly schadenfreude. I behave like an enraged ape, throwing stuff at the TV and yelling, "Ha ha ha! You got fired! You suck!"
Blowin' Up: Fatty Koo
BET, 10:00 p.m.
There was a time when I knew what kids were saying; now there's this. I turn 29 next month. I'll be in my closet growing old with my Dolly Parton eight-tracks if anyone needs me.