Journal of a Cynic

must-see, my ass

11-7-99

Today's Butt Peachy Keen Thing About Georgia: It's November 7th, and I ate lunch outdoors wearing shorts and no socks, complaining that it was just a might too warm.

John and I started our Christmas shopping this weekend. Mostly because Sears was having a sale, but partly because I just love Christmas and buying presents for others is my favorite part. We decided, this year, that we should buy a gift together, something totally cool, and not end up with a dozen little gifts for each other that would have to be carted along when we move. We have plenty of those already.

So we bought a TV. We've had this kickass entertainment center since two years ago when my parents bought it for me, but our TV was a tiny 13 inch thing and it looked ridiculous in the cavernous TV compartment. We put knick-knacks on top of it and surrounded it with video tapes, but it was damn silly looking. So we got finally a 27 inch TV, and we got an incredible deal; it was a floor model and the salesman took off over $120 from the original price. Woo-hoo. Plus, it has picture-in-picture, which neither John nor I wanted, but now I think it kicks ass because I can watch the Weather Channel ALL the time, even while watching Spice World on HBO! Girl Power!

(That was a joke. I am not, nor was I at any time, a fan of the Spice Girls. Or their movie.)

I'll tell you what, though, watching tennis is awesome on the big TV. Andre is hot as ever, and now he's bigger than my dick. Whoa!

(That was another joke. I do not have, and never have had, a dick. I'm not sure why I thought it was funny.)

Wow, so I'm in a weird mood today. Oh, the other presents I got for John were a 3-pack of tight & white underwear, a bottle of Epicac, a Lady Bic, and a copy of Spice World. Nobody knows my husband like I do....


I mostly just lay around today, so I don't have much to report here. Spent most of the day looking forward to the X-Files season premiere. Has anyone ever wondered about my TV habits? I wonder about them sometimes.

I try not to watch too much TV. Sometimes shit happens. The rule that I more or less stick to is no surfing. That doesn't mean I never surf the channels, but I do avoid it when I can. I watch certain things fairly religiously: X-Files, ER, and The Practice And tennis matches. Others that I catch when I can: (I'm less proud of this list): Friends, Frasier, Ally McBeal, The Simpsons, and King of the Hill. Lately I've felt like demoting Happy McMeal to this, lesser, list; the ones I only watch when I'm sluglike and lazy: Sex and the City, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Daria, Will and Grace, and the Weather Channel.

Okay, that's my hierarchy of TV. If I watched everything on the two top lists, I'd be on the couch six hours a week, not counting tennis or reruns. So where are all my extra couch-hours coming from? I must be sluglike and lazy more often than I think.

The problem is that stupid TV marketing practice of putting shitty shows in between good shows. If I set aside Thursday nights, I have to watch Friends for 30 minutes, and then what? Jessie? That show sucks ass. But it's damn hard to get my ass off the couch and write my journal entries in that half hour. Then Frasier's on, and then what? Some fucking new show; it's different every three weeks, but it always sucks. That's when I (theoretically) upload the journal entry that I wrote an hour earlier. Then there's ER. Can't live without ER.

Hey, when there are popular shows on certain stations, why do other stations try to put thier own good shows ( or new shows) opposite them? Come on. You put a brand new show opposite Ally McBeal and who's going to watch it? Why do they put anything at 8 or 9 on ABC on Thursday nights? Putting a decent show on Thursday at 8:30, now that would be smart. You've got half the damn country sitting in front of the tube, and three quarters of those people are wishing that Diego and Jessie would jump off a bridge. I'll be the first one to flip the channel over and watch Dharma and Shmeg on Thursday. It's plain efficiency, people!

Course, that's just my opinion. I could be wrong.

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