OK people, I know I’ve been writing about Uganda and only Uganda for a while now. So I thought I’d step back briefly and write some of that cool funny stuff my readers yearn for. They not only yearn for it, they long for it, too. They yearn for a long time.

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Tonight I discovered a reality show I hadn’t yet seen, which isn’t surprising, since there are approximately 612 reality shows now on television.  I can’t be expected to be aware of all of them. There are several categories – little people, people with large amounts of kids, people who keep large amounts of crap around the house and have to face psychological intervention, people who buy and sell junk**, people who are wealthy narcisstic housewives in various cities, and people with physical issues, such as morbid obesity.

**Note – maybe the people who buy and sell junk should get together with the people who keep large amounts of crap around the house. Sounds like a win-win.

This new one is “Heavily Ever After,” about a married couple named Freddy & Kay. Freddy & Kay, especially Freddy, are very overweight. Freddy has recently lost over three hundred pounds, which is good, but it still puts him at around 600 pounds. So that’s still rough. He can’t make it up to the second level of his house, and has never actually been up there. There was a whole episode about that.

So here’s my thing. I don’t want to come across as putting down Freddy and Kay, at least not for their obesity. The show is about Freddy & Kay trying to “get their life back,” and I think that’s great. They’re working together to lose weight and become more healthy. Kay isn’t as heavy as Freddy, so she’s the one who does most of the work around the house, since Freddy is not able to get out of bed most of the time. Although he does get up occasionally to play the piano and sing songs to Kay and to their dogs.

I guess my issue is with having the reality show in the first place. It just seems a little narcissistic. Tonight’s episode about Freddy trying to figure out how to get upstairs in his house was brought about by Kay wanting to have friends over for a dinner party. Well, Freddy didn’t want to do that, because he never leaves his bed/couch thing in the downstairs den, and he was embarrassed to have friends over to see him like that.

At which point I wanted to yell at the TV: “HEY FREDDY! DO YOU SEE THOSE CAMERAS IN YOUR HOUSE – CAMERAS WHICH YOU INVITED BY THE WAY? THEY’RE FILMING YOU FOR TELEVISION. YOUR FRIENDS, AND A LOT OF OTHER PEOPLE, ALREADY KNOW YOU CAN’T GET OFF OF THE COUCH.”

Anyway, I wish Freddy good luck in trying to get off the couch, and good luck to Kay too, for putting up with…. helping him.