...While Wasting Time Watching TV
Kelly Ripa, from Regis and Kelly, wears a size 30A bra…with padding. I have a toe that would fit in a bra that size, if you took the padding out. I like Regis and Kelly. I would watch it if I didn’t work.
Judge Judy doesn’t know EVERYthing; but she sure thinks she does.
Oprah Winfrey is full of herself. Very, very full. I knew this already, but any sliver of doubt was obliterated by watching Discovery Health, a network she apparently purchased and is changing the name to OWN: Oprah Winfrey Network. She is advertising it practically nonstop.
The View is something I will not view. It would make me nauseous.
There must be over 1,423,481 weight loss commercials, and at least that many ads for lawyers wanting us all to file a lawsuit against….anybody.
Animal Planet is pretty interesting, but I can get pretty bugged out watching shows about spiders. I have an unreasonable fear of most creepy crawling critters with more legs than me. I check my bed every night, and I shake my shoes and clothes out before I put them on. What I’d do if one actually fell out of my shoes or clothes, I do not know, but I’m sure it would involve a fat chick dancing a jig and screaming like a banshee. Heaven help us all if Ole Boy happened to not be home to neutralize it. (yeah, yeah, I know the question some of you would ask..."Why, then, The Brown Recluse?")
Shows I watched as a child were really full of bad acting, bad scripts and corny plots. They are still better than 90% of the trash on TV today.
I have 3.5 more days off from work…I wonder, will I survive another day of mindless TV? It’s now after 2 p.m., and I have yet to turn it on…but I think I’m going to fix myself a nice cup of (diet) hot chocolate and watch the tube. I’ll keep you apprised of my mental health…