The vapid stare of television
My roommates don't believe in television. Crazy, I know. They say it's becauses they have important, busy lives and much better things to do than rot their brain. And, get this, apparently there's nothing "good" on. Have they not heard of 30 Rock? My Name is Earl? Snapped? I say it's comforting, it's entertaining, it's a great way to bond with other people who can quote the same silly Micheal line from The Office. But alas, no television. It's not that we don't have a television. We do. It's mine. But there was a vote and cable went goodbye. Network tv would have been fine except without cable we get no reception. We have no antenna so it's just snow except for some reason the TV land channel. I'm so sick of the Munsters. It's one of the many reasons I've thought of moving...except I like the house, and most of the time the roommates. It's comfortable. We get along, but all do our own thing. It would be nice to have a closet bigger than the fridge. and it'd be great to not deal with the spider problem my roommate/landlord swears she'll fix but never does cuz we're friends and she knows she doesn't have to cuz I'm so nice about it. That and the asbestos problem. But tv. It's tv. It's fun. puzzles will only take me so far. Uno is all but worn out its welcome. I do sometimes catch up online, but it's not the same. I miss my tv. Rots your brain? Too late. My roommates (and for some reason a good portion of my female friends) who don't watch for moral and/or mental reasons will never understand.
p.s. I meant that mental thing in the nicest way possible. But seriously, tv really does exist, even if YOU don't believe in it.