Trash TV Update

In case you missed tonight's episode of Wife Swap on ABC, we had a glimpse of the power of leather to change lives for the better.

The premise of the show is that two spouses from two families change places for two weeks. Generally, the pairings tend to be red state/blue state. So, y'know, we get to see mom from the Upper East Side adjust to life in the trailer park, and trailer park mom deal with life on Park Avenue. I have to say that usually, the red staters come off better, questioning, for example, why no one spends any time with the kids or whatever.

But anyway, tonight was pretty cool. It involved a swap of husbands, rather than wives. The first family--let's call them the Zen's--lived in an intentional community, recycled everything, watched no television, talked about "living responsibly," and "honoring our mother, the Earth." The second family, we'll call them the Harley's, are pretty much run of the mill folks, although dad rides a Harley, has a nice sleeve tattoo, and seems to enjoy life. Zen Dad didn't make out so well at the Harley residence. He came off as judgmental and preachy (go figure). But he did get the Harley's to clean up their yard and meet all their formerly hostile neighbors. Mr. Harley, on the other hand was a huge hit. He soon had the Zen family sitting down to a steak dinner in front of the television set and took the kids to an amusement park.

But here's the coolest part: he got Mrs. Zen a day job in a biker bar and some leathers to go with it. From the footage we saw, Mrs. Zen had a blast! There she was, doing tequilla shots. At one point, she spoke about how great it felt wearing her leather, how fun it was to be a babe.

When the unswapping took place, Mrs. Zen decided to wear her leathers for the occasion. Come to think of it, every time she was on screen after that, Mrs. Zen was leathered up.

Huh.

And once reunited with his family, Mr. Zen commented that his wife seems to be "more amorous."

Speaking of which, among the few gifts I gave to myself this Christmas was a pair of leather pants I found on amazon.com, of all places. For $69.95.

I know, right? Seventy bucks for leather pants!

Okay okay okay. So you get what you pay for, right? But I figure, even if they are a disaster, I'll still be able to wear them for wrestling or nasty pig sex or something like that. So we'll see. When FedEx manages to deliver them to me, I'll let you know how it all works out.

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