Not having cable left me a shell of a person. I wept openly for days; lamenting the loss of ’round the clock sit-com reruns. I now have cable. I’m catching up with past MSNBC docs and other related shows. I love it. My life is no better, though. I spent last Sunday watching a Say Yes to the Dress marathon and I hate myself. Say yes to the dress. Say no. Who the hell cares? No one is going to remember the specifics of your dress except for you. I certainly won’t. And I paid ninety bucks this month to watch you drape your fat ass in 40 yards of taffeta.