As Alfie and I have just moved in with K and Quinn, we agreed to upgrade the cable TV package, and holy hell we got a lot of stuff -- all the US and Cdn network channels, BBC, artsy stuff, cartoon stuff, music stuff, tons of home shows, some shopping crap, endless repeats of Go Diego Go, all the news channels yes even including Fox (I swear did not know that was coming), time shifting, videos on demand, blah, blah, blah.
So it is now primetime and I am in the basement with one dog snoozing beside me and the other snoozing on the floor impersonating a very small bearskin rug, and I am flicking channels... and channels... and channels... the luxury of so many choices... WHY THE HELL IS THERE NOTHING TO WATCH?
I saw the new episode of Bones -- one of my favourite shows -- earlier due to the timeshift thing (mmm... gadget!). I don't like Survivor. The news shows are all about Sandra Bullock (really, people, just leave her alone). Nobody should watch The Ghost Whisperer. I do not need to order ProActive skincare. And apparently According to Jim and The Office are on three dozen times a day.
And now as I surf the listings to find something to watch, I discover a whole bunch of quality shows that I truly did not know existed: Sixteen and Pregnant (ick), I Didn't Know I was Pregnant (how the hell?), Poker after Dark, CatDog, Ten Grand In Your Hand, Spooks, and America's Dumbest Criminals (why do they get a show?). Nothing to watch, nothing to watch...
I am just gonna wait for George Snuffleupagus to come on CBC, he apparently has the Courtyard Hounds (ie two of the Dixie Chicks) on. And yes I do have the remedy... clearly we need more channels!
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