Few friendships follow you through your life. This is one. Then they will head homeward while the man and I watch the last-ever Sopranos.
On Monday, I cancel our HBO until August 24, when Bill Maher comes back. (besides Comedy Central, of course.) Especially the cable news networks.
Imagine news networks that showed us 24-hour-a-day raw footage of the streets of Baghdad. Bombs, blood, bodies, and all. Instead of poor, pitiful, Paris Hilton.
Too horrifyingly real? Perhaps, but I bet people would WAKE UP. Why won't they?
Is CNN like Soma? How the hell is that stupid-spoiled-psycho-white bitch's sorrow more important to this country than the sorrow of thousands suffering? Someone, please explain it to me, because I am going (calmly and quietly) out of my mind over it.
Time for yard work therapy. Few friendships follow you through your life.