Stupid reality TV anyway.

When Kim Kardashian and Nick Lachey dated and were, thereafter, plastered all over every magazine and TV spot imaginable, my first thought was, "Who the hell are these people?" Yes, I choose to live under a rock. (I consider it living out of the fog, personally.) Brenda explained a few things to me:
1. Nick is a former member of N'SYNC. With my adolescent obsession with The Backstreet Boys, that is an excused oversight.
2. Kim Kardashian is just a rebound girl. Duh. Star magazine said so.
3. Kim Kardashian is.... long pause .... well, Kim Kardashian. Again, duh.

I have been going over this in my head, off and on, for about a year now. I was considerably perplexed. Is this girl an actress? a writer? a designer? Is she a political woman? Did she do something considerable and I don't even recognize her name? Have I really crawled that far under this rock? The question that has eaten away at me for quite some time: Should I care who this woman is? I actually walk around thinking about these things. Sure, I could have googled her and found out exactly what I needed to know, but I didn't care that much.

When Brenda and I are home, there is a lot of give and take when it comes to the television. We rarely ever agree on something to watch. I like sci-fi, foreign, educational, and some comedic shows. She likes reality TV, entertainment magazine shows, and comedies that make me feel the need to shower afterward. I love her, she loves me, (as friends I should point out) and we compromise. We do agree on some shows such as Gray's Anatomy, NCIS, October Road, and The Girls Next Door. (I realize that last one is a bit of a stretch, but no-one ever said I was mentally stable.) I have forced Brenda to sit through movies like East is East and Curse of the Golden Flower. About two weeks ago, we watched one of Brenda's regular shows, Keeping up with the Kardashians. Finally!!! I was going to learn who the infamous Kim Kardashian was! I didn't. Just to let you know. It was, though, a relatively entertaining program. I was quite surprised how genuine they appeared to be. Chloe reminds me so much of Brenda, I laughed at everything she said. I liked it. I can't BELIEVE it, but I did. *sharp gasp as 'Female of the Species' plays in the background* I have not missed an episode since. Granted, I watch the second airing of the week. Still, the question arose, "Who the hell are these people?"

All this gibber-jabber has finally lead to my point: Last night, Brenda and I watched THS and I finally learned who Kim Kardashian is. Superficially, of course. It was an enlightening hour. I realized many things: that I care, maybe, a bit too little about sports, how broad the term 'sport' is, how young and uninformed I was during the O.J. Simpson trial, how I still tend to judge 'Prada Girls' entirely too harshly (I'm working on that, really.), and how I need to stop obsessing over stupid little questions like "Who the hell is Kim Kardashian?".

So, in conclusion, (I can see every English teacher I've ever had cringe) I have ultimately learned that Kim is just a person. Just like every other person out there. I knew this before, but for some reason, not knowing why she was famous, made her mysterious to me. Like something I needed to solve. Now, I am elated enough to have learned so much about her, that I am willing to bore you people with my journey.

Thanks for listening.