Hello friends. I am a self professed Saved by the Bell freak. I remember watching Saved by the Bell since it's early days as Good Morning Mrs. Bliss sans Kelly, Jessie & A.C. And yes, I watched the made for t.v. movies as well as the abysmal Saved by the bell: The College Years. I wanted to BE Zack Morris (fuck A.C. Slater) as a kid and I'm not gonna lie, I sorta still do. Why am I bringing this up? Zack Morris made an
appearance on Jimmy Fallon and it was fucking awesome. I gotta say, I wouldn't have pegged Mark Paul Gosselaar as that good a sport.
Is it bad that I really enjoy watching people fall down? I don't like watching people get hurt, just busting their ass. Every time I see a good one I consider it a personal favor from Jesus. I laugh till I pee a little. One of my guilty pleasures has always been America's Funniest Home Video's. I know it's awful and represents everything that is bad with entertainment but c'mon! It's like having a front row seat to the Darwin Awards. With every hit to the crotch or hillbilly trying to jump a "swimmin hole" on a kid's Tonka truck, you are witnessing survival of the fittest right before your very eyes. It's science. That being said, I have found a new source of guilty pleasure.....
Wipeout! Wow, do these idiots bust their ass something fierce and I love every second of it. Does that make me a bad person? Who am I kidding, I really don't care, I'm still going to watch it.
Magic won game three!!!! Not much of a basketball fan but I loathe Kobe Bryant. Petty...yes.