TV time, again
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2014.01.17
So, I have a TV for the first time in 9 1/2 years. So far, so good .. we don't have an antenna and Ken remains in the dark that there's such a thing as regularly scheduled television. He once saw something playing on a TV in a store and watched for while as I did something. Then he tapped my arm and told me that he wanted the show, not whatever was currently on. Glancing at it, I saw that it was a commercial.
"I know the feeling," I told him. I suspect we've got a third generation commercial-muter on our hands.
But that would involve getting an antenna. One of these months....