I flipped on the TV to tell my TiVo to record an episode of Oprah. NOT, mind you, that I ever watch it (three thumbs down)… but a friend’s wife is going to be on the show, so I’ll ignore my lifetime ban just this once.
When I turned the TV on, Murder, She Wrote was playing. The combination of character actors like Stella Stevens and Donald Moffat combined with generally corny dialog, and jessica’s kitschy western wear sucked me in. I wanted to believe every word Jessica told me. I had to pull myself away to get to the shower.