You can’t blame her, really.
Well, have you?
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raincoaster 
Yup, I am not a TV fan. Most of the other mums on the playground think I’m odd and strange – it is actually normal where i live for a grown woman to religiously follow a fantasy world in which actors play act all the problems you would never actually want in your life so that the audience can experience the emotions those events cause.
I confess – I don’t watch soaps and that makes me a strange person. I follow politics and current affairs – those boring things that genuinely do affect our lives. That makes me odd. ‘pparently.
Without the politics I would still be wierd and strange as I am growing a tentacle. Nope, it’s a Rice Krispie.
You set your sights too small if you think THAT’s a tentacle!
Right on P.
I know who I’ve dated, of course I set my sights too small.
As for TV though I did like Coupling, probably because I AM Jeff – even if the most gorgeous thing happened I wouldn’t get the words right :-/
Clearly Kitty tried to watch the Democratic Debate.
“Seator Obama, would you wear a flag pin while attending a state funeral?”
Which is about the quality of journalism one expects these days. Helped along by people like Harper and Bushco, our news channels are becoming either wingnut wurlitzers or irrelevant drivel.
“Coupling” is a bit unrealistic, unless you know a lot of neurotic sluts of either sex who settle for what’s handy instead of going a block out of their way for what they really want.
I do worry about you sometimes.
Why, whatever do you mean? “Coupling” is just sad. It’s like “Friends” with chlamydia.
“It’s like “Friends” with chlamydia.”
Thank you for my morning burst of hysterical laughter.
Sure TV sucks but I just heard an exclusive news that Three’s Company is being revamped for today’s generation. Apparently, it’ll have Hillary living with Obama and McCain in the same apartment. The network is currently trying to rope in Bill to play Larry.
Hmm…Maybe that’s what was meant by “vast wasteland”…Just what the doctor ordered, I say.
Now pass the remote.
The only medical remedy for today’s TV (other than the classic movie channels and sometimes Nigella’s big round ass on the Food Channel) is a well-aimed cinderblock.
Wow, who are they getting to play Mister Roper? Donald Rumsfeld?
its time for the new survivor, i’m getting withdrawel symptons…camping outside in my yard, eating tinned bake beans, etc etc..
“Wow, who are they getting to play Mister Roper? Donald Rumsfeld?”
Please don’t desecrate the memory of Norman Fell like that!