I watch bad TV (and Price is Right)
I’ve been working at home more recently — it’s winter — instead of walking into the office and my morning television regimen has boiled down to this: pre-9 a.m., Good Day Philadelphia (for, uh, Jennaphr Frederick); 9 a.m. Morning Show With Mike & Juliet (for the unintentional comedy); 10 a.m. Rachel Ray (for Rachel Ray’s occasional brief lapses into insanity); 11 a.m. The Price is Right (because it’s The Fucking Price is Right).
I used to watch CNN, but I can’t stomach the election anymore; before CNN I’d watch SportsCenter, but I can’t stomach SportsCenter anymore.