Diane Mizota: I watch a lot of reality TV. A lot. But even a dirty reality TV whore like myself has standards.

I just finished watching the second episode of NBC's "I'm a Celebrity ... Get Me Out of Here!" and I have to tell you, don't waste your time. I thought I would love this show, but instead, it just made me want to pick up a good book. Or cut my toenails. Or clean my sock drawer.

An amalgamation of "Survivor," "Fear Factor," and "The Surreal Life" with all the star power of a Bic Lighter, this show had the potential of being the guiltiest summer pleasure, but instead feels like half-hearted basic cable filler. First of all, the use of the word "celebrity" here is a loose application. I mean, Patti Blagojevich? Torrie Wilson? Frangela? Huh? Who?! Even Janice Dickinson, one of the grand dames of reality TV, feels lethargic and like she needs a good producer. How did Lou Diamond Phillips' career become reduced to this? And it's on FOUR nights a week! Live. A total waste of network airwaves.

An avid (former closeted) "Hills" fan myself, I tuned in solely to see Spencer and Heidi, "Speidi," duking it out in the jungle, but they have pulled the rip cord after a couple of gross-out challenges and decided that they were way too famous to be stuck with these D-Listers. I kinda don't blame them. They brought enough drama in the first two episodes to last an entire season, and now that they're gone, I imagine most of the audience will go too.

Anyone got a good summer read to recommend? I've got some time to kill before "Top Chef Masters" starts and "So You Think You Can Dance" picks the Top 20 ...

Diane Mizota is an accomplished TV host, actor, writer and producer who began her career as a professional dancer. She is a first-time mom who currently lives in Los Angeles with her husband and toddler son.