A fever and sore throat kept me out of the office today, and you know what that means, don’t you?
I started safe, with an old rerun of Scrubs, and then an older rerun of Roseanne, the one where Darlene gets her first period and thinks she can’t play sports anymore. This reminded me of a more recent episode of Everwood, in which Treat Williams’ daughter gets her first period and her doctor dad gives her pain killers for the cramps to get her through her hockey game, but tells her not to expect drugs every month. That was the end of Everwood for me. What kind of father would deny his own child ibuprofen when her uterus is contracting?
Then I started surfing and found a number of talk shows that I’d never seen before. One had a woman who resembled Tammy Faye Baker chatting with an earnest-looking couple about how these two dudes in the Bible had some issues with each other. The next talk show also involved a trio a Christian dialoguers. I became frustrated. Where’s Jerry Springer?
Then I landed on a program called What Not to Wear, in which a rude and pushy couple browbeat a woman into buying tight-fitting clothing in which she felt uncomfortable, and high-heeled shoes with pointy toes in which she walked funny. I think they should rename the program What Not to Watch.
All in all, I think my day at home made me feel sicker.
Now evening has fallen and the wind is picking up. Please just let me get dinner cooked before the power goes out, or the kids may eat each other.