Television

Lithus and I don't watch a lot of television. Mostly, it's Food Network. Mostly, it's Chopped. Keeping up with a show's season is simply too difficult with our schedules. Not everywhere has the same channels, not everywhere has cable, not everywhere is in the same time zone. And then there's the fact that we frequently lose track of what day it is, anyway. Is it Monday? Or Thursday? Are we in Central time, or Pacific? Who the hell knows. Plus, we're picky consumers.

Netflix has changed things a bit, the same way it has changed things for other people. We are now caught up on Haven (and I have a new crush in Eric Balfour ~ oh my god, really? Please, write more scenes with Duke shirtless; it's my Christmas wish). We are getting started on Eureka and Lost Girl and are hopeful about both. Almost Human is showing online, too, and we want to check it out. The Sing-Off is on for a two week marathon season, and I love that show. Another season of Face Off, which has always been cool, starts next month. Plus, hello, Christmas specials. You know I love me some Christmas specials.

And suddenly...I am watching television. We are keeping up with shows. Maybe not live and on cable, but online and within a day or two of the original airing. I'm not completely sure how I feel about this. On the one hand, television is supposed to be entertainment and, so long as I am entertained, why worry about watching a few shows? On the other...slippery slope! What if I end up like the SGM who had the television on literally all the time, regardless of what was on or if he wanted to watch it or not. What if television becomes pervasive? Theatre is art; cinema is expression; television is furniture! What if I end up a t.v. person??????

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At which point, I take a deep breath and calm the fuck down. Because, really, there's nothing wrong with watching a handful of shows. Especially not if they look like this:

Or this:

Or this:

Really, not a damn thing wrong with it.

May you have a trouble-free holiday

Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.