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When I left my college town for my First Real Job in a different state, I left my television behind as an experiment. After a couple weeks of withdrawal I found that it worked wonders for my quality of life. Without the constant exposure to chaos and noise, I was more creative. Without the constant gratuitous violence, I was more grounded and spiritual. I slept better too.
One night I treated myself to a getaway at the Sheraton in a jacuzzi spa. It was fantastic - I ordered champagne and strawberries from room service, and bubbled away to my heart's content. As I curled up under the king-sized canopy, I reached for the TV remote as a novelty. It was a dumb mistake because nothing was on, and after an hour or so of flipping channels I settled in for a sleepless night. It took me a while to figure it out, but I realized that in that hour I had watched nine murders. After that I didn't replace my tv set for about two years.
Last summer I called the number and ordered my coupon for the digital converter box, but when it arrived I always had something better to spend my money on. Once I finally got to it, I found that the coupon was several months expired. I assumed that all I got was the one coupon. Since I didn't want to pay full price for something I'd avoid using anyway, I let the matter go. The other day on a lark I tried ordering again and found that I still have one coupon left to my household, but I won't see it for another week or two.
That's all right. I've been doing a self-inventory lately and I realize that television is a luxury I can't afford. My system is unusually sensitive to input and 95% of television is a supersized Big Mac chased with a crate of twinkies. I'll buy the converter box and put in storage somewhere until I can break the dependency. With any luck, I'll regain that serenity that I enjoyed before.
A few weeks after that night at the Sheraton, I went camping on a lake. I took my picnic dinner out to a fishing pier, and after I finished eating I lay down and rocked gently on the water as the stars came out. You can't package that in an electric box. Back in my tent, I got the best night's sleep of my life. I want that feeling back.
One night I treated myself to a getaway at the Sheraton in a jacuzzi spa. It was fantastic - I ordered champagne and strawberries from room service, and bubbled away to my heart's content. As I curled up under the king-sized canopy, I reached for the TV remote as a novelty. It was a dumb mistake because nothing was on, and after an hour or so of flipping channels I settled in for a sleepless night. It took me a while to figure it out, but I realized that in that hour I had watched nine murders. After that I didn't replace my tv set for about two years.
Last summer I called the number and ordered my coupon for the digital converter box, but when it arrived I always had something better to spend my money on. Once I finally got to it, I found that the coupon was several months expired. I assumed that all I got was the one coupon. Since I didn't want to pay full price for something I'd avoid using anyway, I let the matter go. The other day on a lark I tried ordering again and found that I still have one coupon left to my household, but I won't see it for another week or two.
That's all right. I've been doing a self-inventory lately and I realize that television is a luxury I can't afford. My system is unusually sensitive to input and 95% of television is a supersized Big Mac chased with a crate of twinkies. I'll buy the converter box and put in storage somewhere until I can break the dependency. With any luck, I'll regain that serenity that I enjoyed before.
A few weeks after that night at the Sheraton, I went camping on a lake. I took my picnic dinner out to a fishing pier, and after I finished eating I lay down and rocked gently on the water as the stars came out. You can't package that in an electric box. Back in my tent, I got the best night's sleep of my life. I want that feeling back.