THAT WAS FAST

I've been fascinated by what would Ryan Lochte do.  What would he do?  Would it be consistently and inventively stupid? Would he ever do it  naked?  Would he show us his tight little tush sans the spandex?  The interviews on YouTube and the news introduced me to a whole new brand of dumb jock humor that I kept finding very very funny.  I expected more of that.  So I watched--or started to watch--the first episode and discovered that after ten minutes I stopped caring what Ryan Loche would do.  I either fell asleep or slipped into a coma.  Hard to be sure.  But it only took ten uninterrupted  minutes of Ryan Loche doing stuff to make me no longer care about whatever he would ever do.  Even remotely.