WHY does it always have to be right there in Dave's hand??..I thought remote meant "far away". It is rarely more than 12 inches away. Even when he's sleeping, it's right there. Just in case he wakes up and doesn't like what's on. Someone I was chatting with tonight said that men don't use a remote to see what's on...they use it to see what ELSE is on....OMG Truer words were never spoken.
The remote control.....the first claw on the iron fist that rules so many of today's households....with just a click you're transported from one world to another, another click and you can turn a whisper into an ear-splitting cacophony. Another click brings your world to a standstill or lets you travel back in time, 7 seconds at a time.
The next player in our little drama is the cable tv service. Over 100 channels of drama, comedy, sports, movies...movies...and more movies...Movies that we've seen a million times....movies that Dave can quote most of the dialog from....good movies, bad movies, movies that are so bad they are good. What's scary is, I'm starting to quote dialog myself.
Claw #3...42 inches of high definition television. It has a whole lot of other statistics about pixels and such, but I won't bore you with those, mainly because I don't have a clue what they mean. I just know that down in the corner of that 42 inch screen is where it all comes full circle. The remote control summons it from the cable tv service and the television shows it....the Guide....a 6 inch square picture....the elusive "what else".
42 inch HDTV.......................................$1400
100+ channels of cable TV......................$215 a month
Watching a screen smaller than a laptop....priceless
There is no rhyme or reason to this, just whatever happens to cross my mind.
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