Super Skank Wednesday: The insanity of The Entertainer & New York's new show

The Insanity of The Entertainer

Let's start with the obvious. Anyone who wears a short-sleeved button down shirt with a tie is suspicious. Photoshop a pocket protector onto that picture and you've got the guy who works in the cubicle in the back left corner of the office. He's going to go postal one day because someone ate his kiwi yogurt. And you look at him and pray that you call in sick to Acme Insurance the day he goes batcrap crazy. Sorry to all you SSW readers who are fans of the short sleeved button downs.

But it's not the wardrobe. It's the sexual deviance and the creepy confessionals and the living in his parents' basement. This is a man who has licked New York's toes. I have to question his mental capacities. I just threw up a bit in my mouth thinking about it. Hold on.

Okay, I'm back now. He still lives in mom and dad's basement. We even saw the room, a ten by ten cell with only enough space for a twin size (that's right, twin size) bed, a dresser with his trophies (from the glory days of yesteryear in high school), and his guitar.

But the best part about The Entertainer is his creepy confessionals. He wasn't quite as creepy last season. I never pegged him as disturbing in the way that he talked about New York. Well, not including the toe-licking. *shudder* I thought it was weird, in an amusing way, that he walked around the mansion in a helmet when he thought it was haunted. But I never found him scary in a stalker kind of way. On I Love Money, however, his devotion to Destiney is frightening. (Of course even more frightening is her returning his creepy love.)

I leave you with this question. Do you like The Entertainer? Is he ridiculously awesome or ridiculously annoying? I'm still undecided.

And here's another thing I'm undecided about...

New York Goes To Hollywood: Have Cronin and Abrego jumped the shark?

So I watched New York Goes to Hollywood on Monday night. I sat down with my kettle corn and Diet Pepsi, laptop on the coffee table in front of me in case I needed to jot down a note or two for SSW, and readied myself for the best in low-brow television entertainment.

Boy, was I underwhelmed. The Ashlee Simpson Show is better than this. It felt very staged. Certain parts were good, like seeing New York perform her monologues. But most of it was a little contrived. Maybe Cris Abrego and Mark Kronin should stick to competition shows. Their dating shows (Flavor of Love, Rock of Love, and I Love New York) are insanely funny. Their other competitions like I Love Money and Charm School are really good too. I felt like these guys sat down with the executive producers of The Hills and had a pow wow. Maybe they forgot that there is a special place in the underworld for the skanks on The Hills?

Let me know what you guys think about NYGH.