Confessions of a Pop Culture Baroness

Confessions of a Pop Culture Baroness

My friend Sarah Kuhn, over at Alert Nerd, sent out a call for all geeks within the sound of her tweets to come clean with our geeky confessions. If you knew her, you’d know that if you refused her anything, you’d feel like you kicked a whole stadium full of puppies. Puppies with capes who would fry you with their adorable laser-beam stares.

Anyway, here goes, in no particular order, my top 5 guiltiest pop culture pleasures and shameful confessions. This very well might get my license here revoked, so just in case I lose all of my cred and get kicked out of the Bunker without so much as a farewell bag of Cheetos, it’s been nice knowing ya!

5. Gambit

gambit1hk1 Confessions of a Pop Culture BaronessI don’t know why, but I just love him (except for in that terrible WOLVERINE movie). I don’t even read a whole lot of X-Men books, but there’s just something about him that’s had me ever since I was a kid watching the cartoon. I drive a purple Scion xB, and even though I had never named a vehicle before, people kept telling me I had to this time. So, what’s it’s name? Remy LeBeau. My friend Scott and I spent an afternoon driving around to every toy and comic shop in the greater Hampton Roads area to find a Gambit figure to go in my car. We finally found one crummy little Toy Biz Gambit, who has resided in the driver’s side sunvisor ever since.

I know that everyone hates Gambit. If I sat down and did a scholarly analysis of the character and everything that he represents, I might hate him too. That’s no fun though, says I. Laissez les bon temps rouler, says I!

4. Josh Groban

0102 josh groban d Confessions of a Pop Culture BaronessHere goes my indie music cred. Bye-bye, cred! It was nice knowing ya. I’m sure you’ll be ashamed of me when I tell you that I have purchased tickets to see Josh Groban live in concert not once, but twice – and one of those times required a road trip. I suppose this is where I can play the girl-card. I am a heterosexual woman, and as such, enjoy it when a cute boy with an amazing voice sings a sad love song in Italian. I do suspect that Mr. Groban may be a giant geek himself, which maybe makes it a little more okay.

Come on… a little?

And hey, the guy CAN carry a tune.

3. Pauly Shore

the weasel Confessions of a Pop Culture BaronessYou’re not even paying attention anymore at this point. Actually, you’ve already said to hell with me and removed this post from your site history. What can I say? I love me some Pauly Shore. I could watch a marathon – Encino Man, In the Army Now, Son In Law… Oh yeah. Even the movies that are bad FOR Pauly Shore movies – Bio-Dome? Oh yeah. Freeeeeeee Mahi-Mahi, if you will.

But you won’t.

And that’s okay.

I came to terms with being a pariah for this one a long time ago, when I was the only one who was sad that  Totally Pauly got canceled the second time.

2. Battlestar Galactica

battlestar galactica Confessions of a Pop Culture BaronessI’m talking about the new series. What’s to confess about it, you ask? Well, you see, I kind of… hated it. I watched the first season, and at first, I wanted to like it so much that I’d convinced myself that I did for a few episodes. There was enough about it that I thought was interesting or intriguing, and well… everyone else loved it so much… but by the time I got to the end of the season, I really just didn’t care. What a bunch of self-involved characters who speak in cheesy soundbites! Sure, there’s some eyecandy in there, but just not enough to make me sit through any more of this show that just ultimately depressed the crap outta me.

That brings me to…

1. SeaQuest

f SeaQuestseam ce59102 Confessions of a Pop Culture BaronessI don’t know what it says about me that I hated a show so universally regarded as good, while having a near-obsessive love for one that’s just patently terrible. This near-future creation of Rockne O’Bannon’s doesn’t even hold a candle to his later effort in Farscape. Almost every character in SQ was a pathological Mary Sue, especially Lucas. Who cares? Jonathan Brandis (may he rest) was my reason for living when I was 14. That meant my family had to endure this addition to NBC’s Thursday night lineup. Now, here’s the REAL confession: even then, I knew how bad it was, and I used to rewrite the scripts in notebooks when I thought I could do better. The keyword there is thought. At the time, better meant more screentime for Jon Brandis and Marco Sanchez (although, even now, who can argue with more Marco Sanchez?), and more cheesy banter from the brothers DeLuise, who entered the show in the second season.

There you have it, folks! Fire away!

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