I hate the whole idea of television. I don't let my kids watch too tv because I think it is such a passive activity that really does nothing for firing any neurons. I hate that people have their "programs." Programs that they won't be out of the house on that night for. Ridiculous. And I have decided that tv has soul-sucking powers. If the tv does get turned on I have a hard time turning any show off mid-program, thus I end up watching crap that really does nothing to sway my belief that the world is going to hell-in-a-handbasket. But I think I am neurotic that way - I have to finish a book no matter how boring it might be because I have to know how it ends. I have to be the last person at a party because I am scared I might miss something.
I succumbed to my psychotic behaviour when American Idol was on one day. I have never really watched it before and I think this is around the 7th season? But the show doesn't end...So now I am stuck. I know when it airs, I know how many people are left, I know all their names, and I have my favourites. And my errant conduct must be contagious because Darc watches it with me.
We now have our "program."
Don't tell anyone.
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