I am officially addicted to reality TV. I think it gets on Curran's nerves, but I can't help it. I finally realized a few days ago that there is one thing that the reality shows I watch have in common...really dramatic gay men (that's kind of redundant, though, isn't it?). I am in love with Project Runway and Shear Genius! I gotta admit that the only reason I started watching Project Runway is because my friend Smash made such a big deal about it. I just had to see what it was all about. Shear Genius I just caught one day on TV and have never missed an episode since.
Actually, the one other show I watch doesn't have the same common thread as these--I've got two words: Hai! Majide! It's that show "I Survived a Japanese Game Show." I had zero interest in this show when they first announced it. It sounded ridiculous and lame. I told myself I would never be caught watching that show. Well it IS ridiculous and lame, but also highly entertaining. I've decided that if I wasn't born Mexican I would have chosen Japanese. They sure do know how to entertain an audience. Although, if you've ever watched a game show on Spanish TV those can sure give the Japanese ones a run for their money.
Reality TV has had some real winners and some real losers. I personally feel like it has redeemed itself with the above-mentioned shows. If you haven't watched them you are missing out on some quality hissy fits, cat fights and physical challenges. 
I got a call from Curran a little before 6 pm. He was involved in a 5 or 6 car pile up on the 710 freeway on his way to school. He had just left my parent's house (where ironically he had just complained to my sister about how unhappy he was with his car and how much he wanted to buy a new one) when he was rear-ended by some kind of big delivery truck (like a Uhaul) and that sent him smashing into the Jeep in front of him. He stayed in his car, afraid to move, until he was transported by ambulance to the hospital where he laid strapped to a board for a few hours.
The kids and I drove up the next day to figure things out. I was amazed at how well Curran was doing. I was even more amazed when we went to the tow yard and saw the car. Curran calls it a "minor accident." 
We're very lucky that he is as well as he is--all things considered. He had minor cuts from the back windshield shattering, a bruise on his leg and some whiplash. He also finally got to buy that new car he's been wanting! 
