It's "Campus Ladies," on the network you're also not watching:
Oxygen. It's also a network I'm not watching because, A)
I don't have cable, and … B) I don't have cable. Oh, also,
I'm not a woman.
I've seen two episodes of "Campus Ladies" on DVD, fishing
them out of a bin replenished during the infrequent visits
of Daily News TV critic David Kronke. That and TiVoed DVDs
from Ilene's mom are our only sources of cable programming.
Anyway, I get the feeling I'm somehow supposed to know who
the ladies of "Campus Ladies" are. I don't. They are very,
very funny, though.
The premise of the show is that two housewives of a certain
age (and no, I don't know what that age is), one widowed,
the other divorced — and both lifelong friends (can you
see why Oprahcentric Oxygen bought this?) decide to go to
They move into the freshman dorm, fall in with three college-age
friends, and hijinks most definitely ensue.
It's like a 3-minute "Saturday Night Live" skit extended
to a half-hour, except that it doesn't suck.
Is "Campus Ladies" better than my other favorite show,
"The Office"? No, but it's very close — it's that good.