Okay, I admit it: I just don't watch much television. I don't know if it does not interest me, or I am too busy, or maybe I just can't figure out how to watch anymore.
When I was growing up, I can remember three or four channels. Things were simple – there is one dial that would get me four channels: NBC, CBS, ABC, and Public Television. Then, there was an independent channel available on the other dial. One dial was VHF and the other UHF. Okay, that is the technical part of the post.
I remember that I had to jiggle wires a lot to get a clear picture, but there were relatively few choices on television. Few choices make it easy to watch.
Fast forward to today, and there are some one million channels with about the same amount of decent programming available. And frankly, I don't have time to dig through the programming to find the good stuff.
Hubbie and I go out to dinner a lot. This is sort of like two restaurants that we enjoy, one having a very limited menu but everything is wonderful and the other having such a huge selection from its menu, but they miss on occasion. They hit, but they miss as well. That's sort of how I see television. And for me, it is easier to just not watch.
Not that this is a revelation. But I was reading in my living room last night, and I just looked around the room – and I wanted to move furniture. Okay, I direct and hubbie moves. But you get the idea. I have not changed our living room in a while, and I noticed that the dormant television is the center of the room. The other furniture is huddled around the television, yet there is no warm glow emitting from the TV.
It isn't that I dislike television – I occasionally travel for work, and in the evenings, I overdose on television. I will watch from 7:00/8:00 pm, and stop watching when I fall asleep in the wee hours of the morning.
When hubbie comes home this evening, I guess he will be moving furniture. But maybe I will wait until after the first weekend of March Madness.
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