I’m home sick today, and I watched TPIR.
The royal blue and lime green set looks even more garish than the old one.
Drew Carey somehow makes everything he says sound creepy, yet I like him.
One guy stood in line since 11 pm the night before. Who has that kind of devotion?
The contestants are generally very young and vivacious, but the ads skew old and decrepit. Is TPIR essentially porn for senior citizens?
Speaking of which, do they deliberately select for contestants who aren’t wearing a strong bra? They must.
Every time I see this show, they have uniformed servicemembers as contestants. Is it permissible to wear one’s uniform in that context? Or do the services just look the other way because – let’s face it – everyone loves TPIR?
Ghost Whisperer commercial. Is Love anorexic? She looks like Posh Spice.
Does anyone ever win any of these games? Some of them seem absurdly difficult. I feel like people won more when Bob Barker was hosting, but maybe that’s just nostalgia.
One woman in Contestants Row spent the whole show there. More than once, the guy next to her blocked her out by bidding one dollar higher. When he did this on the last bid, she was ticked. Literally, she nearly smacked him. What kind of consolation prizes to those leftover contestants get?
Scruffy young guy (the one who’d been in line all night) and young servicewoman with little-girl voice in the Showcase. The guy passed on a big TV and a trip to Hong Kong. I thought he’d regret it, figuring the second showcase would be a home wine cellar and living room furniture. I was wrong; the second was a crotch-rocket motorcycle and a trip to Monte Carlo. Showcases seem to have been simplified. His bid was $12000 low, but he won when the woman overbid. Not very impressive.
They still urge spaying and neutering. Nice to see some things don’t change.