First, let me just say, “Warner Brothers, I salute you.” Damn, Dukes of Hazzard reruns, any time I want. Now let me say, “Warner Brothers, I curse you.” I’m getting so confused and adding BitTorrent to the mix ain’t gonna help.
I am writing this from my comfortable place: the couch in my living room. Across from me is my television. For a long time, we, me and the television, did not have a comfortable relationship (being a book person, I disdained the moving picture on the smallish box; it was one of those faux intellectual things that I now laugh about), but now I understand the beauty of TV. Even the dumb shows sometimes have purpose.