Forgive me, readers, for I have sinned....or watched a bunch of other people sin.

It happened accidentally. I was being good. I was on the elliptical machine at the gym, when I noticed this show.

I confess, I've led a sheltered life. The reality shows I've watched have been uh, er, "civilized" in a way -- Project Runway, Survivor, Top Chef. But this, this was tempting like a massive train wreck.

Bret Michaels, from rock band Poison, played the bachelor (although I read later he is merely separated from his wife, not even divorced!) and 20 women (to put it nicely) who were mostly 20 years younger than he competed for "his love."

Besides all his rock star stud behavior and their groupie antics, in the final scene with the two remaining women, he asked if they'd BOTH be his girlfriend. I had to laugh imagining what ABC producers would say if the Bachelor ever suggested such a thing to his final two choices!

So, it's done (except Bret is going to do another round supposedly). Now, I just have to scrub myself off and prepare for Project Runway. Where's that squeaky clean Tim Gunn when you need him!