The perfect woman?

Sadly, television is good for little besides learning which new drugs on the market that cause dizziness, irritability, nausea, shortness of breath, Suicidal thoughts and suicidal actions I should ask my doctor about.  That, and the latest pizza deals at Little Caesar's. Despite that, having awakened early this morning with a severe stiff neck caused by working out at the gym trying to defy my age, I settled down on the couch with a heating pad and turned on the TV in hopes of distracting myself from the pain. I succeeded.

I watched a show called "Botched," which is about plastic surgery gone bad and the two doctors who specialize in revision surgery to fix the mistakes. One case involved a woman, about 35, who is devoting her life to what she calls "Bimbofication." She wants to turn herself into a bimbo, fulfilling  her ultimate goal of appealing to men on a physical level. She wants nothing more than to look like a Barbie doll, and to that end she has had countless surgeries to enlarge her breasts to their current size of watermelons, as well as getting cheek implants, a forehead implant, and Botox in her lips and around her eyes. As she put it, "I like having a frozen face."

Next she will have several ribs removed and have an "internal corset" installed to create a teeny waist. She also wants to sew her fingers together to have what she calls "doll hands."

That show ended and next Dr. Phil came on, His show was about a 37-year-old woman who married her son's best friend who is now 15. They started their affair when he was 14 and had a child together.

I read somewhere that certain religious sects believe that, according to hints found in the Bible, the world will end on April 23,  nine days from now. That means I won't get to go on my scheduled trip to Venice on the 27th, but still, I can't help but think it might be time.