Reality Bites

So, apparently I'm Kevin Bacon'd to one of the potential objects of reality TV affections on this season's The Bachelor. If I understand the premise properly, this time around, the ladies choose one of two guys that they will ultimately pursue in conniving and catty fashion for our viewing pleasure. And by "our" I mean "your," and probably not even "your."

Anyway, one of the two gentlemen in question is a former Chicagoan who used to hang out with -- and quite possibly date, but she sorta downplayed the seriousness of the relationship -- a friend of mine.

Unfortunately, this means I might get caught actually watching The Bachelor at some point in the near future, but I sorta doubt it.