I think I’ve finally done it: hit an all-time reality show low. This weekend, I started watching The Surreal Life on VH1.

M.C Hammer, of “You Can’t Touch This!” Corey Feldman, of the two Coreys. Brande Roderick, of Playboy magazine. Gabrielle Carteris, Andrea from 90210. Vince Neil, from Motley Crue. Emmanuel Lewis, from Webster. And Jerri, from Survivor. All put in a house together to bond. Oh.my.Goodess.

It’s just the worst thing ever. Which means it’s completely addictive, the trainwreck of all trainwrecks. If you haven’t seen M.C. Hammer and Corey Feldman trying to row a boat together to win a Survivor-like challenge, you haven’t lived. And that’s not even counting the melodrama, tears, and Vince Neil’s fiance, who has the biggest lips I have ever seen. Truly.

Now this was the first season of this show, I believe, and VH1 is running the reruns. Season two had Tammy Faye Bakker and Vanilla Ice. (No, I’m not kidding.) But season three, which they just started filming? Get a load of this:

Living together as housemates for the The Surreal Life 3 will be Charo, actor/comedian Dave Coulier, hip-hop pioneer Flava Flav, one-time New Kids On The Block member Jordan Knight, former female action star Brigitte Nielsen, and first season American Idol finalist Ryan Starr. The cast was introduced to one another and their new home on Tuesday as filming began.

Hold on. Charo AND Flava Flav? Together? Isn’t there some sort of molecular impossibility to that sort of pairing? Come on! There HAS to be.

(For those of you who were not alive during the 70’s, or even early 80’s, and have no idea who these people are—or if you are sitting there, mouth open, stunned and need proof that this is really happening—go here to read the full article. As Dave Barry would say, I am not making this up. )

In other news, I’m having my own flashback, of sorts, as my car is now in the body shop to get repaired, so I’ve borrowed my parents’ Honda Civic so I can get around. It used to be my car, back in the day, and it’s so weird to be driving it again, mostly because it’s a stick shift and I’m now so spoiled with my automatic. I’ve always been really grateful, though, that I had to learn to drive a stickshift, because a lot of people don’t know how, and it’s one of those skills that just comes in handy every once in a while. But I’m a little rusty. I managed to back up my parents’ (incredibly steep) driveway without rolling back down to the bottom, but driving it home yesterday I kept forgetting about the clutch when I was slowing down, which of course leads to jerking your way though intersections, always so fun and not embarassing at all. Oh, well. At least I’m not stranded for three days, carless. What would I do? Probably watch The Surreal Life. Which would NOT be good.

have a good day everyone!