By Lytle Wurtzel
February 23, 2004
TV is killing my social life.
Gone are the Wednesday nights crowded around a table of friends and $2 margaritas.
That same group is now huddled around a television set, watching the latest episode of the O.C.
Trying to get together a group of classmates to go out after "Friends?" Forget it -- "The Apprentice" is on.
Factor in episodes of "American Idol," "Survivor," "Real World," and "Newlyweds," and the week is over.
If I'm reduced to drinking alone, it's not my fault.
Reality TV is breeding a new generation of alcoholics.
Maybe I completely missed the memo on this one, but when did reality TV replace ... well, reality?
I don't know about you, but my reality has never been quite like the shows on TV.
I've never lived in Paris under the watchful eye of MTV's camera.