You know, anytime I see a woman in a long frumpy dress, or even more so, if I see a woman and her daughter and they both have long frumpy dresses, I can't help but wonder if they're in a cult. Maybe that's what happens when you grow up in Utah.

You know what I'm tired of? Conjoined twins. It seems like I'm constantly hearing about conjoined twins being separated. But the question is, do I care? And the answer is. . . . . . no. Not in the least. Get it off my tv.