Long Story Short ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fat Camp, How Do I Love Thee? Gah, I open the little white box and BAM! All my good ideas float away like those little fuzzies you can see if you cross your eyes and look off into the distance. I saw the best best show EVER last night, it was so good that even Professor K abandoned his MySpace obsession ("I've got to get the HTML right for this funky REMIX of Dirty Water!") and came and watched it with me. Fat Camp! On MTV! It's like Laguna Beach for overweight teenagers. It was SO GOOD. Dramatic, sexy, hilarious at times, it really was the total package. When it was over Professor K lamented that it was not, as he originally thought, a show with multiple episodes. It was there and then gone, the most perfect show in the world. It even ended perfectly. Camp baddass Petey is hanging out the sunroof of his parents' car, waving like the homecoming queen, and suddenly you hear someone say, "Loser". Roll credits.
10:47 a.m. - 2006-02-16 -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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