End of an Era
Sep. 14th, 2003 05:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
akirluI moved out of my parents' house in 1980. Since then, aside from a miniature Casio portable of libertango's so small and ineffectual that we only dragged it out for riots, fires, presidential debates, and other major disasters, I haven't shared my primary residence with a television set. Until now. We are now the proud parents of an umpty-hand 20" Samsung, the gift of a friend who inherited something bigger. I feel so cheap. Still, we had grown weary of the hitches, hiccups, and irritating freeze-locks that watching DVD movies on the computer is heir to, and the teevee gave us something to hook to the freebie DVD player we got for signing our lease.
I'd like to comfort myself that we only use the thing for watching movies. It is true that we get no reception to speak of, and have no plans to pony up for cable. But the truth is that it was really only moments after we got the set hooked up that we had borrowed a copy of the first seasons of Babylon 5 and Six Feet Under, and outright bought a pre-viewed copy of the first four episodes of 24, so it's only by the most diaphanous of fig leaves that I can now pretend not to watch television.
I feel so cheap.
I'd like to comfort myself that we only use the thing for watching movies. It is true that we get no reception to speak of, and have no plans to pony up for cable. But the truth is that it was really only moments after we got the set hooked up that we had borrowed a copy of the first seasons of Babylon 5 and Six Feet Under, and outright bought a pre-viewed copy of the first four episodes of 24, so it's only by the most diaphanous of fig leaves that I can now pretend not to watch television.
I feel so cheap.
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