My sheltered life

I watch a lot of TV when I’m at my mother’s house — a lot more than when I’m at home, anyway — mainly reruns of Law and Order and DIY porn.

Not self-made sex videos. Home decorating and renovation shows. You know, how during the commercial break, they’ve managed to paint the entire room, and lay down a new floor. Kind of like in porn movies where they jump from saying “hello” to having sex without even flirting. Not exactly like real life (at least, not in my experience).

Or when the designer finishes and shows off a room, they never show the wastebaskets, the remote controls, or the tissue boxes. Not exactly how real people live (again, at least not in my experience).

Perhaps I just haven’t had “normal” experiences?