I despise reality shows. After the first season of Survivor, you'd have had to chain me to a chair to get me to watch another reality show.
OK, I secretly watched Queer Eye for the Straight Guy for a while and loved every minute. But nothing else. No Big Brother, no Extreme Home Makeover, no American Idol, no Dancing With The Stars. Not even Top Chef could pique this foodie's interest. No more reality shows for me!
Until now. Color me chagrined—I have been drawn in again. My latest guilty pleasure is The History Channel's Ice Road Truckers. I am on the edge of my seat for every minute of this schlocky hour-long show every Sunday night. Hearing the edited-in sound of ice cracking every time a rig pulls onto the frozen lake thrills me every time. And then there's all the human drama: Will Alex get his 40-ton load to the DeBeers Mine in Snap Lake safely? Will Hugh get what's coming to him? Will Jay' get back to Yellowknife in time to see his hospitalized daughter? Will karma find Rick and slap him around a little? Oh, I just love it!
But don't tell anybody, OK?
photo: Ken Woroner