I Have No Rational Explanation For It, But....

I have no rational explanation for it, but lately I have found myself fascinated by Pastor Melissa Scott. Since returning to Texas, I have rediscovered the awesomeness of late-night religious programming. Most of these programs - infomercials basically - have angry old men standing at a pulpit shouting about judgment for the wicked or money for the righteous. Scott, however, just wanders all over stage, her long hair and long jacket flowing behind her lithe frame.
Now, let me be clear. I don't listen to anything she's saying, I just watch her. She could be speaking in tongues espousing the wisdom of cthulhu for all I know.
There was another Scott that aired late at night on an independent television station here in the late 70's,-early 80's named Dr. Gene Scott. The randomness to his shows had a decent amount of influence on me when I was younger. Dr. Gene would sit in a chair puffing on a pipe, reading and interpreting scripture whilst an array of odd and unconnected images would float on screen. It was a visual feast. So it was really no surprise to find out that these two were once married. It's fun to watch her run through her translations of Greek on the white-boards that fill the stage (although, according to several sources, her translations aren't particularly accurate) and try to figure out just what the hell her slight accent is.
I don't get to watch her much anymore because I'm usually asleep (or trying to go to sleep) at midnight when her program airs, but if I'm awake and flipping through the channels, I always stop for a little bit. Although, if she starts puffing on a pipe while unicorns float on the wall behind her, I may have to start recording it on my DVR.