Jessica Simpson and Late Night Infomercials

TJ went to bed at an uncustomary early hour leaving me in charge of the remote. After the late night news, I didn't turn the channel from one of those celebrity-paparazzi shows. The featured subject of ridicule was poor Miss Jessica Simpson. It seems Miss Jessica has gained a bit of weight as depicted by a photo of her as Daisy Duke compared to a recent shot. While a little more curvy, I hardly think she can be classified as fat, and I bet by most people's standards she is good looking. At least her skin is still clear. I have been both fat and had bad skin, all at the same time, and let me tell you; I would take fat over bad skin any day. Now at my heaviest (mercifully, many years ago) I had by-passed plump, chunky, and curvaceous, and gone straight to my dad's weight. Let me tell you, that was NOT a pretty sight! You could have landed an airplane on my derriere. But, at least when you're fat, you can keep your hair and make up impeccable, and wear clothes that minimize those "trouble spots". There is nothing that can be done with a face full of zits. I had to withstand nearly a full year of twice a week visits to the dermatologist, and it still took two rounds of Accutane to clear up my acne from hell. At least Pro-Active seems to be working for Miss Jessica. I say we should all just get off of her and maybe the weight will come off and the skin will stay clear. Jessica is becoming my new Anna Nicole Smith. Seems like a sweet girl, not terribly bright, and you just want someone to be nice to her.

After the t.v. version of the National Inquirer, I switched channels and landed on a very long-winded infomercial hosted by Tony Orlando. Tony, and some other lady I didn't recognize, were pimping a big set of Cd's featuring the best of 70s lite radio. I laughed to myself and squirmed as the t.v. ticked off the choruses from songs by Bread, Johnny Mathis, The 5th Dimension, and John Denver. Some of it was good stuff: Carly Simon, Carole King, and Star Buck. It did go on and on, and yet I could not turn the channel. Long story short, I think there must have been a subliminal message in that infomercial because I ended up calling the 800 number and buying the whole set for 150.00 !! I was brain-washed by Tony Orlando! I vacillated between putting the cheesiest of the cheese, and something you might actually like on here. I will let you decide.