Televison: The Great Addiction

"Scott," my grandmother B would say as she cracked opened a brew. "We can't go to the doctor until after the Price is Right." She'd chug down some of her beer and re-roll her bang in a pink curler. The darned thing never seemed to stay put.

Grandfather B would answer with a loud belch. His eyes would shift to my mom who was actually in charge of getting them to their doctor appointments.

"Why are you all looking at me?" Mom would say. "I've got a life, too. Days of Our Lives comes on at one o'clock. And I have to see what's going on with Beau and Hope."

Ever know people like this? Ever wonder why they schedule their lives around the tube?

I found two pretty short and to the point explanations.

And who is responsible for all this brainwashing? The Illuminati? How about the Rothchilds? Or the Rockefellers?

I'll be exploring this in a few weeks.

Have a lovely Monday and a happy week, all!

Hugs and chocolate!
Shelly