The Perks of Being a Cuban.

Several times throughout the course of one week, I sit in front of my television, and mindlessly watch the addictive Fox programming. Twice a week, American Idol owns me, as well as the rest of the house. We all watch and sadly make picks as to who our favorites are. As of right now, I don't like anyone, and I'm usually good at picking. Picked Fantasia from the moment she auditioned originally with "Proud Mary." The O.C. is my latest Fox obsession. It fits every single "good tv" cliche very nicely into on hour each week. You've got your Ross/Rachel type romance. Your rebellious drunk lesbian. Your big eyebrowed almost-gonna-cheat-on-his-wife-with-the-exgirlfriend-he-thought-was-dead lawyer. And you've got the bad seed from the bad town. It's a great show, and I always feel both exhilarated and embarrassed every Thursday once it's over
The only reason I'm writing all of this is to avoid a VERY boring religion assignment. What does it mean to be Catholic? What kind of Catholic? The ME kind? That's the kind that doesn't go to church, doesn't share his religious side, prays once in a while, but his religion doesn't consume him. Or do you mean to God Squad type Catholics? The type the sing songs about Jesus on long car rides? The kind that when you ask "how are you" they say "I'm blessed, and how are you fellow brother in Christ"? That type? This is a very vague question and could be responded to very sarcastically or very introspectively.