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Did you vote?

I think it started with American Idol. Now it is just insane.

It is no secret I enjoy some reality TV. But the proliferation of vote-for-your-favorite shows is insane.

I was watching TV the other night and realized I could have voted about 5 times that evening, each for a different show. RockStar, Treasure Hunters, Americas got Talent, Dance show. I don't watch half of those, but flipping around, I could go nuts and vote for everyone.

Even more frieghtening, they get a better turn out than do our general elections (forget about mid term elections). What is wrong with us?

Do we want to see some harmonica playing guy who can't dance beat a bunch of other singers more than we want clean water, a good defense (less offense please!), better education for the next generation? Appartently, we want the Harmonica man.

True story: I have never voted. For a tv show. I even took a dollar from the Neilson folks saying I'd write down what I watched and send it to them, i think they are still waiting.

Who are these people that vote? Who gets that wrapped up in it to say, ok, I'll drop 50 cents to show my love for this guy/girl/team/act/cast member...??? Are you one? Will you admit it?

I've no issue with folks that vote, I would just like to know what propells the motive. Mel and I yell our votes at the TV and call the voters stupid when they pick the wrong ones (they usually do), but hey life goes on right?

In other news, Ian downed a pound and a quarter lobster last night during day one of Boys Week (Mel and Reagan are doing some church vacation craft thingy all this week). Tonight: Feast of the Dancing Hot Dogs, Ian is so pscyhed.

Is it bad when the 3-year old has to remind me to sunblock him? I think it is too...

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