TV. BAH!

Not to sound old fashioned or anything, but I don't get TV these days.

We dropped cable about a year ago, and the only reason was, well, we were only watch a handful of channels.  At over a $100 a month, it just wasn't worth it.

Yeah, we have a killer sound system and a big ass TV.  I've actually had people question why we don't watch more TV then.  Well, that's because that killer sound system and big ass TV is for video games and movies.  I'm completely content with that.

Funnily enough, a lot of guys want that Manly Movie Theater, like women don't like that sort of thing.  Dude, anyone who doesn't like that should be put out in the snow.  I would spend more money on a theater room than any other part of our future house!  Hell, my dream house would have a theater room and a gaming room.  But, we not be rich, so we have to consolodate.

And, as it so happens, something like cable doesn't feature into it.

I don't miss it.

Recently, I was at my other massage job which is in a spa of sorts.  It's not like the first spa I worked in where I was just an LMT to bring in money.  This spa is mostly about massage that happens to do facials every once in a while.  I'm good with that.  Anyway, the owner's family walked in one day while she was in session, and I was waiting in the lobby.  They came bearing baby and 2-year-old.  The first thing the father did was turn on the one TV in the place to Nickolodeon and tell the 2-year-old to sit and watch TV just before he disappeared into the office to not be seen until they left.

Now, the annoyance of the monkey child climbing all over the furniture, eating enough candy to kill a moose, and getting into everything including my stuff was damn annoying, but even more so was the TV.  I don't know what was worse: Spongebob Squarepants or the commercials.  They were equally inane, honestly.  (Sadly, I used to like Spongebob, but it's gotten kind of repetitive, like everything else on cable.)

When they finally left, I flipped the damn annoying thing off and was met with blessed silence.

This doesn't mean I'm all about the silence - although the silence of a bitter, cold night is lovely - but it's like when the TV was on the noise didn't stop.

I guess I've gotten used to not having it, but damn, I don't want it back.  I like having it on my terms.  I turn on the boob tube when I want to watch movies or play video games.   Otherwise, it just sits there waiting for our commands.

There's something satisfying in that.

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Oh, sure, we won't know about the latest reality show, but honestly, isn't reality stranger and more exciting?  For instance, I have a friend who does computer forensics who has seen things that will make your hair curl...to say nothing of the one-eyed, three-legged, deaf chihuahua.