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For reasons inexplicable, my mother enjoys watching The Oprah Winfrey Show.
I have, much to my dismay, been required to sit in the same room while it is on. You see, my parents have dial-up internet and I have an inherent aversion to things from the technological stone age; however, two of their neighbors have a wireless broadband connection (both wide open with no security settings - not even a change to the admin password!). The downside is that I can only pick up the signals when I'm in the same room as the television.
So, yeah... Oprah.
Here's what I've learned:
I have overcome my irrational fear of stinkin' rich people, and I owe it all to Oprah! Thanks!
I wept to learn about how hard Uma had to work to keep her family afloat, wondering day to day just how long her millions upon millions of dollars would enable them to avoid the homeless shelter and a life of canned dog food.
I think if every single mother would just get to work on becoming a world-famous actress, their lives would be much easier. Thanks, Oprah!