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Speaking your mind even if nobody really cares what you have to say.
Have you ever heard the phrase TOO MUCH INFORMATION. It’s known as TMI.
Well TMI comes in all sizes and shapes.
We all know people who enter our sphere of comfort and soil the moment.
These are the co-workers who show you pictures of their naked girl friend when you just want to fill out your time sheet.
These are the people who tell you about the thing on their body that is oozing and they have to have it lanced and all you want to do is get a stamp for an envelope.
TMI
It’s bad enough when it’s private.
It’s worse when it is broadcast to the entire world.
Recently Suzanne Somers was on the Today show and began regurgitating TMI like a child babbling up pablum.
The woman is still attractive and still an interesting interview. It boggles the mind that someone so media savvy would open her pie hole and spew forth a rant half teetering between nausea and insipidness.
There are a lot of things the queen of the thigh master could have spoken about.
What she chose to divulge is how she likes to have sex “morning, noon and night.”
Yikes.
In a bullet train of too much information, The former 3’s company blond bombshell said she and her 77-year-old husband have sex at least twice a day.
That conjures up a disturbing image that is unneccessary first thing in the morning.
Somers was responding to a claim by ignoramus, Miley Cyrus, that people don’t have sex after 40.
Miley is young and stupid. Somers should have rolled her eyes and moved on to another question.
Instead she opened her mouth and let loose words that were painful to hear.
“He’s on hormones and I’m on hormones,” Somers said during an appearance on “The Talk.”
“What is it about men at four in the morning?”
I don’t know? What is it?
“And then I’m really awake around eight or so. We have busy mornings,” she droned on.
That’s uncomfortable like seeing your grandma in the shower.
The week’s TMI train doesn’t end there, however.
Kane West was on Jimmy Kimmel Live.
The self-proclaimed genius rapper spewed like a lunatic sausage grinder.
This guy is a run on sentence of incoherent psycho babble.
West held court on racism, classicism, music theory, education and fashion, name dropping every fashion designer under the sun.
I listened to some of this banter and it was uncomfortable.
Kimmel stared at West talking about his genius and his desire to break into the fashion industry.
Meanwhile West is wearing ripped jeans and a big gold chain.
He looked like a lot of things, but a fashion mogul, was not one of them.
His thoughts are random and fleeting.
“I’m a creative genius,” he blurts out.
“There is no black guy at the end of the run way in Paris.”
Huh?
“My grandfather drove the first cars in the protest marches to get water.”
What?
West is a disjointed thought a minute.
Kimmel shakes his head approvingly like this all makes sense.
TMI
At the end of the day, it’s better to be seen than heard.
There’s an old saying by Mark Twain “It’s better to keep your mouth shut and appear stupid than open it and remove all doubt.”
TMI
whether it’s sex or boils or protest marches.
Just Shut the F Up!
Life’s Crazy™