It’s the return of the guilty indulgence. After all, it’s the day after Halloween. And this year, I didn’t do anything…too related to the holiday.

The Hills.

It turns out not “real”. As in, some plot lines are contrived. Sure it’s what they said, but who told them to say it?

Quite often watching these shows, I start to believe I am being watched by cameras. A slight awareness. We probably all would behave differently if there was a large audience who watched us, judged us…gossiped about us. And we learn to be…like the reality people who the audience forgets.

The only celebrities I ever ran into in the Bay Area on the street were former cast members of Real World. Those who attended Berkeley the same years as I did. Oh and William Hung.