Have you ever watched a reality television show and thought: “This isn’t reality.  I live in reality.  I should totally have my own reality show!”and then proceed to digest another four hours of the “Real Housewives of Gold Diggerville”or “The Jersey Sure to Give You a VD”?  Well, I do.  And after I’ve done so, I take a scalding hot shower to wash off how dirty I feel, take some fish oil supplements in the hopes of regaining some of the brain cells lost watching Rot-TV and get ready for bed, because in the morning I face my own reality: Two and a half jobs, a commute so long it almost counts as another job, navigating a city filled with catcalling, leering men and rapist cops, only to get home … Read entire article »