Okay. I could sit here and admit that I watch
a lot of crappy very little television. I could go on and on that I’m more cerebral and really only read books. And it would all be lies. I love the boob tube. Call me shallow, stupid, uninformed, rotting my brain, etc. I’ve heard it all before and I really don’t care. You won’t change my mind.
Instead of wasting time with all the shows I like, I’ll just go in for the kill and tell you my all time favorite show. A little slice of comedic heaven named “Seinfeld.” Recall it, do you? Ahhhh . . . . nine of the best years of my life. I’m so addicted to the show that I even created my own Seinfeld page on It’s A Sickness. My page is taking the internet by storm. I have a grand total of two people subscribed. I’m one of them.
So yeah. The girl who proclaimed on Day 1 that “Jesus Freak” is her favorite song and she wants it played at her funeral is the same girl whose favorite show is Seinfeld. You know – the one with contests. And not one single married relationship. And liars. And cheaters.
What can I say? I’m complicated.