Confession time - I fired the cable guy

I just canceled the cable. The problem was pretty simple: I don't really like tv. Its almost always too damn loud, new tv shows are mind-numbingly boring and expected. The worst part - I can't seem to get people to understand a very, very simple principle. Here it is:

I do not care about the sex lives of fictional people.

Yep, that's it. Kills serials for me, always has. I have, and hope always to be, interested in the human condition. Especially so in fiction, even more so if it happens between characters I'm emotionally invested in. A delightful and witty romp in the hay on the path to enlightenment? Even better! See the difference there? Hollywood doesn't.

When I do watch tv, its usually for the news - most of which I can watch online at my leisure. And without the constant bombardment of bimbo celebrities and their endlessly exploding lives. Brad and Angelina are having trouble? Who cares? So-and-so athlete is in legal trouble again? Yeah, don't care about the professional sports industry: its corrupt, lacking of any spiritual depth and has ruined more lives than it has ever saved. And this coming from a gal who is related to an NFL player. Cousin on my mother's side. Go figure. I was shocked to see Howie on a CNN interview a few weeks ago because I had no idea he'd shaved his head. That's how out of the tv loop I am. Granted, I'm more interested in him now that I know he has OCD. Not interested enough to watch his show. Just enough to read about him on Wikipedia. Limits, people, limits.

( Shocking confessions of a tv hater )

This is entertainment? So from now on its music, books, research & DVDs. And frankly, that's enough entertainment for me.

Good night and good luck.

Playtime with bunnies

Flash lends himself to most any endevour, especially if it entails playing with his new best friends.



( Playtime pickys )