Tonight I happened to catch an episode of Celebrity Apprentice. Well... truthfully I choose to watch it and I must own that. On a side note: I think Apprentice Celebrity would be a better show idea. I guess that's what all reality tv is though, so never mind.
I never took Dennis Rodman seriously, nor should anyone frankly. Ever. But once upon a time, I enjoyed his anti-authority antics and respected his zest for craziness. Somewhere along the way I lost interest. Much like I did with Paulie Shore after 'Son In-law'. I'm sorry that wasn't fair Dennis. I believed no rekindling spark could ignite our love affair. Until tonight that is.
In 30 minutes of television, while on the job the Rodman did the following: placed Joan River's annoying daughter in a trash can with the help of Tom Green then dragged her 200 yards, took Clint Black to a bar, getting him to admit he's too uptight and inducing him to sing 'Killing Time' to an empty bar, picked up on a 22 year old waitress in front of Hershel Walker. ( When he asked her age, she said' Old enough.' To which Dennis touched his index finger to the tip of her nose.) All while pounding vodka cranberries.
After hitting the strip clubs with Tom Green and a Russian model/possibly-stripper all night, Dennis failed to show up or answer the door or phone the next day. And still he wasn't fired.
Thanks Big Guy. Call me sometime.
