But for the past four years, there is one sure-fire way to know summer has arrived. It is when CBS gives us back our pets in their cage called Big Brother that I know I can sit back and relax with an iced tea or maybe a mint julep. Last night when the first episode aired, I was giddy knowing I would be able to meet new friends that I could look at through a glass and sometimes clink the aquarium with my finger just to see them stir.
It was like going to a party and being introduced to everyone at once last night so I don't remember their names. I did immediately like Dana, the Bayside chick who is a karate instructor with a big gummy smile. Erika seemed cold and professionally tanned - Bob and I didn't like her much. There was a cute guy who had too much gel styled into a greasy looking Caesar cut but I don't remember his name. Oh, there's a Korean girl from Manhattan who has given up her roots yet Big Brother, in its infinite wisdom, dug up her old, Old Skool Korean boyfriend to be in the house with her. She's all slutty and flirty and had already announced she never dates Asian men. I guess she forgot.
Yes, summer is here and for the next four months, I will become unnaturally involved in these people's lives. I'll really get to know them, too. I curse CBS for letting me only look into the zoo three times a week. It can seem like an eternity between Friday and Tuesday's viewings. But on those nights when Bob and I get to see our pets again in their little Skinner box, we will turn on the ceiling fan and mock our charges for their bad behavior.