Television Defines My Life

Yesterday, while I was watching tele (it feels cool to say tele like those europeans do!), I realized that thanksgiving and x'mas are just around the corner. Suddenly I felt happy and gay (in strictly heterosexual sense), my moods were uplifted with all charms, colors, and celebrations which were going on inside the tube. I started feeling spirit of holidays and suddenly felt like going to shopping (which I ultimately resisted being a graduate student). X'mas carrols on my FM Sunny 99.1 were also all set "to get me" into "just right" holiday frame of mind.

Well, then I reminisced over past few months...I got my winter clothing out of closet when people in tele started wearing long coats and plush sweaters rather than summer shorts; when commercials were shot in fall colors rather than at sunny beaches; when I could see commercials for warm chocolate fudge brownie than carribean tropical coolers; and oh yes, of course I became extra cautious about "my health" when I started noticing warnings-ads for flu medicines rather than sun-screens.

Same thing happened only other way round, back in April when I noticed that I have not been to swimming for months when people in tube started going to beach more often and they were actually happy being at the beach. I thought swimming makes you happy, so I tried that as well.

I don't feel bad about it nowadays. I think my relationship with TV is going strong. I feel that we communicate well. I listened to what TV says and in return he/she (I don't know TV's gender) does not necessarily have to take my rambling (or as layman would put it, my crap). If TV says something I either laugh, smile, smirk, roar when touchdown in scored, cheer up for a team or just give confused expression -- to which TV responds with incessant blabbering. I think it is working out well. We in fact have matched our schedules so well, that I don't eat my dinner at 10:00 pm but when Friends starts and if I don't have dessert (mostly yogurt) by Sex and the City then I am eating slow. Well, if I am watching Seinfeld (which comes pretty late these days at 11:30 pm), then I am late for bed, but not because it is 11:30. Well, I have few complaints about TV but hey, they say you have to make adjustments in any relationship....TV does not speak my language (who else does?). That's ok, I suppose, I am getting used to it. To end of the sweeter tone, I get to see unlimited sports on Saturday/Sunday on multiple channels! Where else would you get a partner who can communicate so well on several different levels as my TV does on different channels.

Well, TV is defining my life and I have no complaints! I don't feel bad about it nowadays.