I have always been fascinated by the ABC show Dancing with the Stars. I have never really known why. Perhaps it's because the "stars" to which the title alludes have been the likes of sitcom has-beens and boy band wash-ups. Nevertheless, I have been a fan for the past three years. I know the importance of stiff arms during a quick step and quick feet in a mambo - not that I will ever dance a quick step or a mambo in my life, but it's good to know just in case, right?
This year, I have a special attachment to one of the contestants - Joey Fatone, or as his partner has dubbed him, Joey "Fat-One." I am ashamed to admit that I was a huge 'NSync fan, which completely negates the fact that Joey fits into the washed-up boy band category I previously mentioned. Joey has a special place in my heart because he is the only member of 'NSync that I have ever met. He's also the only Dancing with the Stars contestant I have ever met, which means I am basically obligated to root for him. When I met him, he seemed to be an all-around good guy (and a good dancer), so I think that gives me more reason to support him. If you don't, Heather Mills might, and then where would Paul McCartney be?
Maybe I am overstepping my boundaries. I would hate to think that I am using my media power, however limited it is, to sway your vote on a reality-TV competition - unlike a certain man by the name of Howard Stern. Stern has started an all-out campaign to get his listeners to vote for the worst singer that has ever graced American Idol, Sanjaya Malakar. As an ending thought to this column, I would like to plead Stern to stop this; unlike him, some people actually watch American Idol for the good singers. Cease your juvenile campaign, Howard Stern, and stick to things you know - whatever those things are.
2008 Woodie Awards
