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I resisted for the longest time but my curiousity eventually got the best of me.  I needed something to entertain me during this period of absolute (but oh so glorious) inactivity, as I wait for the grass to dry and the start of outdoor vball season. So I looked at my list of shows to play catch up on and found Nip/Tuck.

Sidenote: I’ve never given plastic surgery any serious thought.  But I am relieved that such a profession exists, it’s a great fall-back plan in the event of accidental disfigurement.  Needless to say, I found out five minutes into the pilot that it was going to be much more than just surgical procedures.

I am hooked. Obsessively addicted, actually. I have spent the last week running straight home after work, like a good little girl, and indulging in episode after scandalously, gory episode.  I did find myself looking away as they cut around a nipple to fix this man’s moobies (man boobies, y’all) so that he could get accepted into a by invitation only, swingers party.  But the graphic display of blood isn’t what got me.  It’s a stylized depiction of giving in to vanity, fear, death, lies and the ensuing ruckus that follows.  I would be amiss if I didn’t mention that the show hints of sex in the weirdest depravity imaginable. Just a hint. It’s not pornographic after all.

Some people thrive only when there is drama in their lives.  (Now I’m beginning to understand why the ex-bffs are the way they are.)  I definitely prefer for it to stay within the confines of the tube.  With lives as crazy as these characters, I certainly hope it is art imitating (or more like exaggerating) life and not the other way around. 

So, if you don’t hear from me for a while, forgive me. I do have three more seasons to go.

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