Saw the first Anna Nicole Smith reality show. She's no Ozzy Osbourne. There's nothing to identify with. Out here in L.A., ex-models who are dumb, overweight and high are a dime a dozen.
At least with Ozzy, there's something genuine, likeable even sympathetic. Here's the hardest partying rock start ever, who adores his wife and children. The kids are out of control and I just know I'll be facing a similar situation in 14 years. Also, he reminds me of a number of "dads" I know -- watches the history channel and can't work the remote.
