A conversation

Hey, that's some pretty sexist television we got tonight, well, the stuff that is not just pandering. Campbell Live and his hard hitting surveys of what New Zealanders look up on Google (Rugby and Paris Hilton, bleugh), followed by a sycophantic interview with the creators of Bebo. What, you had so many broadcasting and media companies beating at your door to get a piece of the 40 million viewers? Thats wonderful. I'm sure the tie-in will benefit everyone. Do your kids use Bebo? Finally a sycophantic interview with Dustin Hoffman, doesn't look a day over 60, really.
But I'm so glad you agree with me about Deal or No Deal. I glanced across the room and I noticed you were cringing too. Jeremy Cordett trying to come across educated by torturing an ancient Rome analogy (well, I suppose it was a brutal society. The bevy of 26 postie plus catalogue beauties waving and smiling as they tried to walk in unison towards the camera. And that grotty little upstart who tried to out-matey the show's host. You and I were both appalled, and if I had not beaten you to it I know you would have hit the power switch too. Yes, though you come across tough I think you are really quite sensitive, brittle even. You are layered and 3 dimensional, a rounded personality. Such inanity depresses you also, which is one of the reasons I have valued the moments we've shared. I had some reservations when I first met you, but I'm becoming more sympathetic. Maybe you are making me a better, kinder person too.
Too often we don't express our finer feelings. Well no longer. Right now, in front of my 2 blog readers I'm saying it. Thank-you giant toe nail clipping, thanks for being a friend. I have the feeling you are here to stay so I can look forward to many more special couch times.