OK, so while I resisted the reality television through the whole flourishing of Survivor (with its imperialist, and now racist overtones) and Big Brother, and even American Idol, I've gotten hooked in the past year on two reality shows, Project Runway and, to a lesser degree, Rock Star: Supernova.

The first I adore unabashedly, and even more so now that I've found this blog , which, besides being utterly fabulous, seems to be rooting the same way I do. Basically, I want Michael and Laura to start a line together. Or at least blow one-note Uli, and that cocksure llittle Jeffrey out of the water.

The second I'm more ambivalent about, mostly because of the unabashedly porcine behavior of Dave Navarro and Tommy Lee (as if I should be surprised). They announced the winner of that competition this week, and my two favorites (Magni and Dilana) didn't make the cut. That said, Ann got me hooked on the show primarily based on the fact that the judges and contestants regularly seemed overtaken by their enthusiasm for the material and their relationships, rather than by the competition. And I loved how much of a Music dork Jason Newstead (formerly of Metallica) is.

In a few weeks, the second go-round of Top Chef begins. I've already expressed my reservations about how the first season turned out, so we'll be watching closely. I'm not sure what to make of the fact that they've switched hosts from Billy Joel's model-wife Katie Lee Joel to Salman Rushdie's actress/wife Padma Lakshmi.

So does this balance out my stereotypical-guy sports fandom? Maybe not...By the way, did anyone see my current school's team demolish my alma mater's team last night? Talk about divided loyalties!