Well, my favorite dance circus has come to town again. Dancing With The Stars opened its tenth season last week and unveiled the celebrity (and I use the word with my tongue in my cheek) cast. It can only be described as a stretch of the imagination. Here is the first reality that must be faced: no matter how cute, charming or famous, some people just don't have that dancing gene. No amount of choreography or rehearsal can make the difference, even when the routine is constructed to accommodate a lack of dance talent. My gripe is why those people are chosen to compete. Why invite Buzz Aldren, who is at least a thousand years old, when rigor mortis has already set in? What is the fun there?
I wonder if there has ever been an investigation about how Pamela Anderson's teeth got that color of white? Or why she can't stop posing even when the camera isn't on her?
Tony Davolini proved that the celebrities aren't the only prima donnas in the group. He walked out of rehearsal when the going got a little tough. Kate Gosslein's lack of dance ability was just too much for him to bear. After her dance, it was easy to see why he was so upset. He shouldn't take it out on her, but address this issue with the producers. I'm sure she was invited because she's the media darling of the moment. Did anyone bother to ask her if she knows her left foot from the right?? Just wondering.
There's no doubt that the show is tired. Maybe it's time to give it a rest. Clearly, it has been milked dry. In any case, my money is on the Pussycat Doll to win. Nicey Nash has style, but in the end "Doing Big" is not going to cut it.