Why?
Oh, Great Universal Source of Television Entertainment, I have but one question for you. WHY? Why must Oprah always be crappy on the rare occasion on which I tune in?
Today she's hosting Jim Carrey. Not ONLY is he a celebrity (yawn, boring!) but he's a washed-up, no-talent, freakish and disturbed egotistical maniac who is promiting -- of all things -- "Horton Hears a Who." Could there possibly BE a lamer Oprah?
No. Today's Oprah was the lamest Oprah in the history of Oprah.
And I'm on the tail-end of yet another four-day weekend, (translation: another four days that my kids were out of school) and you can bet I'm cranky as hell. I could have used some quality Oprah entertainment to kill the last bit of afternoon. Even that stupid Dr. Oz would have been better than a celebrity show.
But at least things are looking up from this morning when I was trying to sleep in. The doorbell rang at 8:15 and it was my daughter's boyfriend, wanting to surprise her by waking her up and taking her to breakfast. Sweet? Yes...but Anna was very tired and wanting to sleep in, so she took the opportunity to abuse the crap out of the poor boy. I'm still not sure why he puts up with her. Then my boys and their overnight guests set up a big ol' messy game of American Gladiators in the living room which required jumping on the new furniture and making shoe marks on my walls, while throwing balls at each other near precariously placed lamps and other assorted glass accoutrements. So in comparison to that, a lame Oprah is not the end of the world.
It's just the principle of it all: why does Oprah always have to be lame when I tune in? Unless...she's always lame and I'm giving her too much credit! Could that be it? I wonder.
Today she's hosting Jim Carrey. Not ONLY is he a celebrity (yawn, boring!) but he's a washed-up, no-talent, freakish and disturbed egotistical maniac who is promiting -- of all things -- "Horton Hears a Who." Could there possibly BE a lamer Oprah?
No. Today's Oprah was the lamest Oprah in the history of Oprah.
And I'm on the tail-end of yet another four-day weekend, (translation: another four days that my kids were out of school) and you can bet I'm cranky as hell. I could have used some quality Oprah entertainment to kill the last bit of afternoon. Even that stupid Dr. Oz would have been better than a celebrity show.
But at least things are looking up from this morning when I was trying to sleep in. The doorbell rang at 8:15 and it was my daughter's boyfriend, wanting to surprise her by waking her up and taking her to breakfast. Sweet? Yes...but Anna was very tired and wanting to sleep in, so she took the opportunity to abuse the crap out of the poor boy. I'm still not sure why he puts up with her. Then my boys and their overnight guests set up a big ol' messy game of American Gladiators in the living room which required jumping on the new furniture and making shoe marks on my walls, while throwing balls at each other near precariously placed lamps and other assorted glass accoutrements. So in comparison to that, a lame Oprah is not the end of the world.
It's just the principle of it all: why does Oprah always have to be lame when I tune in? Unless...she's always lame and I'm giving her too much credit! Could that be it? I wonder.
posted by Juanita at
2:16 PM
4 Comments:
I solve it all by only using my screen staring time to go on the computer or occasionally watch a DVD ;)
Your incident with your daughter reminds me of something that happened with my sister (9 yrs older than me) when she was in high school. A guy suitor came over in the afternoon with a huge, homemade FLAN! I kid you not. As I stood behind my 17 yr old sister, she yawned at him, told him that she hated flan, and shut the DOOR IN HIS FACE!!! I can't tell you how embarrassed I was for her (and him) at that moment. I slunk off to my room, feeling bad for that guy and also bad that we didn't get the damned flan to eat. It looked good!
Wow, Kira, that is a sad story! This morning I actually had to leave the kitchen, after I asked Anna to please be nice to her boyfriend, (right in front of him.)
I bet Anna and her boyfriend will be fine. He seems too smitten to really be hurt by her reaction to his generous breakfast invitation. Who knows? This could be your future son in law!
My long weekend was wonderful. I gage everything by how much it allows me to sleep. Sleeping in always rates high.
...this male says Oprah is lame and too full of her 'good' self...
IMO
I thought you read books non-stop?
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