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I need to get a life

Here it is, the most beautiful day of the year (the sun is shining, and it's 74°F outside), and I'm relegated to sitting in front of my computer, patiently waiting for some one to email me or even call. I couldn't even get in a good bike ride this morning.

I tried mind ya, but my back was hurting, so when I got a flat about 10 miles out, I decided it was the perfect opportunity to turn around and go home. I ended up getting in about 20 miles, but they were hardly quality miles.

So after taking a shower, and checking my email, I promptly sat down in front of the TV, watching the talking heads discuss everything from Bernie Madoff, to how to make a 30 minute meal.

That's when it dawned on me, Edie and I are consumed by the TV.

Every night all we seem to do is sit in front of the TV watching the plethora of mindless shows, and I don't understand why. With the exception of Lost, there is absolutely nothing original on TV anymore. Every year Jack Bauer sets out to save the American public from a terrorist attack, while at the same time the US government is out to put him in jail, for doing just that. It's just so predictable.

Does no one have an imagination any more, that all there seems to be on TV are mindless variations on past shows or "reality TV", which I refuse to watch, except for Survivor, and Top Chef. But it wouldn't upset me too much if I missed either of them.

We even have about 300 Gb of shows stored on our DVR, just for those times when there aren't even those mindless shows to watch or everything is a repeat. [Thank goodness I bought that Terabyte hard drive to hook up to the DVR.]

So anyways, I shut off the TV, and went for a [very] short walk, but I couldn't even get motivated for that with everything else that has been going on today.

Edie had to go back to the vet to check out Chloe, who has some sort of Rhino Virus, and just won't eat on her own. And on top of that, we just learned that my aunt in New York (Sylvia's sister) died this morning. She was 90, and hadn't been doing well lately, so it wasn't totally unexpected, but still............ And then of course there are always the frustrations at work.

I would like to have gone golfing, but I didn't want to hurt my back any more, besides, I think that is what caused the back pain in the first place, from bending over, while practicing my putting on Sunday.

Ok, at least it's time for dinner now, and a nice glass of wine. That usually helps me get over whatever ails me. Let's hope it does so tonight as well. Maybe I can come up with something else to do this evening, besides watching TV.

Oh, but Lost and Criminal Minds are on tonight, and I like both those shows. Of course I will have to record one, since they're both on at 9 PM.

Oh well, such is life! :)

Comments

Gerry said…
Wow, bad day - we missed you later in the ride.
I had lunch with a lost high school friend from 40 years ago, what a trip down memory lane.
Won't tell you how the ride or the rest of the day went it would only depress you more. Well back to free online poker. Bets TV!
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Becky said…
I am so sorry to hear about your aunt. How is Sylvia taking it?

Maybe you should watch a mindless comedy. The New Adventrues of Old Christine is on tonight (I think)

I'm already in bed.
Marc said…
I never could get into that. Nothing will ever compare to Seinfeld or Cheers. Those were the two best mindless comedies ever. Of course they weren't so mindless which is what made them so good.

Anyways, Sylvia is doing OK.

Sleep in tomorrow. There won't be much to do. I hope!

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