Addicted to Pandora

Particularly, what I call Blind Melon radio. It's so frickin' good! Lee has it rigged up on the TV in the kitchen, so I hit it as I pass to start the coffee in the morning. Lots of Led, Pumpkins, Nirvana, Jimi (loving me some Jimi, right now), Weezer, RHCP...good times. So awesome! Half the time, it never gets turned off. I listen all day, while working around the house. Beats shit television! At Robin's, a couple of weeks ago, I was sewing in the kitchen and realized something was bringing my mood down, it was 16 and Pregnant, really MTV? First of all, I remember when watching MTV was like being at the party. Second, I can't tell if the show is to reach teens as a lesson or to make money off the train-wrecks that these little girls have become. Perhaps, it began with good intentions. I watched Catelynn and Tyler make their difficult decision, bless their hearts. Think I was having my period because I remember squalling like a baby for them. But I never had an interest in the rest of the mess. I recall my high school English teacher, Ms. Vinson, explaining that she didn't care for reality, she has that in her everyday life. I think I have to agree with her, give me fantasy, something that requires a writer to use their imagination to entertain me. I prefer shiny.