For some reason I have allowed myself to let my TV channel stay stuck on... wait for it... "The Maury Povich" show! Talk about a train wreck... or several train wrecks... looping... over... and over... and over... And after each scenario I tell myself "change the dang channel!" Then... another "wreck". I am horrified... yet, mesmerized.
How can people DO this, go on a show and put all their "skid marks" OUT there, like that? What in the WORLD does Mr. Povich offer these people that's enough to have them DO this? 15 minutes of fame? Seriously???
Is this what recuperation has led me to... stuck on Maury Povich??! Uh-uh, no. I will NOT settle for that. True, I can't do much physically right now... but I will NOT sink to THIS... this... this "low sink of debauchery". I will NOT. I WILL fight it.
Oh, wait... the highlight scenario is "I'll prove your 16-year-old grandson is my baby's [daddy]!" Ooooh, sounds like it's gonna be GOOD. Baby's Mama vs. Grandmama. GOTTA see that!
Somebody slap me. Please.
SA, telling self, "Well, it's not as bad as Jerry Springer." Or is it?