I have also found myself getting depressed about the US economy. We are mainly worried about the Boy Brandon as he always has sales jobs. And we don't even live there so I think would be much more stressful in California than Nelson.
My problem is the fault of the vast right wing media conspiracy and I think we have come up with a painful solution.
The other day, we were watching a program on The Documentary Channel about a guy that was addicted to sex. The bad part was, it was not with his wife but with other women he would meet on phone sex lines and Internet sites. Actually he was so busy having outside sex that he only hooked up with his mate once a year, whether she needed it or not.
They were from Arizona and we were trying to think if we knew them, but no such luck.
The guy was not much to look at, but his wife thought he was the greatest and instead of choking him in his sleep, she convinced him to go to a famous therapist in Colorado, who has been on Oprah.
He has a book out called Get A Grip, a title whose humor will be soon clear to all.
This "Dr. Doug" was pure bullshit. He had a beautifully appointed office and wore fine tailored suits. He said he was a former sex addict and he knew the cure.
Things started with the husband being forced to take a lie detector test containing wonderful questions about numbers of women, different sexual positions and masturbation.
There was a lot of sissy crying, but for what it was worth, he told the truth.
After 3 days, we learned that "Dr. Doug" is a huge Christian with a Jew name. He made the victim confess to a vacant folding chair that represented the son of the Lord. Of course, there much flowing of girly tears. The prayer could not be silent, but had to be sayeth out loud.
Jesus must be getting hard of hearing after all these years.
Also, holding the sausage hostage is completely out...forever. "Dr. Doug" claims he has not tenderized his meat for the last 18 years. The couple believed him, but Kimberly and I were doubtful.
In addition, hubby must keep having lie detector tests. If he firms his worm or is ever untrue, his wife gets a day at the spa. If it was our house, Kimberly would be handing me a supply of hand lotion with regularity.
He also agreed to have sex with his wife at least once a week. She wanted 2, but he negotiated it down.
Only "Dr. Doug" and Jesus know what this cure costs. It has to be in the thousands just to keep "Dr. Doug" in quotation marks.
With all that in mind, I realized I have an obsession with Fox News which I inherited from my father. I have to go into the office where Kim cannot hear, and watch that bold, stale piece of shit, O'Reilly, chubby fingered Hannity, Sarah Palin's best friend, Van Susteren, the idiots on the panel at Fox and Friends, and the new complete time destroying freak, Glen Beck.
Beck pushed me over the edge. I knew I was an addict when I couldn't stop looking into those giant eyes. He nearly made me forget Shepard Smith.
I'm sure, in the US, I would also have the radio constantly tuned to that fat fuck, Rush.
So we have agreed that to save whatever I have left of a rational mind, I will not watch Fox. I will watch CNN, Jon Stewart and Colbert. In addition, I am allowed a website called We Watch Fox News So You Don't Have To.
At this point, no lie detector test are required. But I must tell Kimberly if I cheated and had purient thought about Ann Coulter.
If I break my word, I have to fly to Colorado and give "Dr. Doug" a "hand job".