I've got a monkey on my back. And it isn't blogging.
Oh sure, blogging takes up a lot of time. Reading. Writing. Commenting. All good. But that is not my weakness. I've got a much bigger vice.
I spend hours every week with this habit when I could be doing more productive things. Or blogging more. And I've tried to wean myself away at least a bit. But I keep coming back. And now it's just going to get worse.
What's my problem? Television. The boob tube. That little box in the corner that brings moving pictures and sound right into my family room.
How bad is it? So bad that I've created charts to keep track of the shows I want to watch and the others I have to tape for later viewing. And yes, I've heard all about that TiVo thing. The 'bling' of television viewing. But I'm not there yet. I've got my trusty VCR. Well, two of them. See, it really does get bad.
I love CSI (the real one). I love Boston Legal. Criminal Minds sucks me right in. NCIS, oh yes. And now so many other good ones are coming back!
LOST returns. Gilligan's Island on steroids. Mystery and mayhem. Jack and Sawyer and Hurley and all the gang. LOST on the island with only a camera crew to record their every move for our pleasure. I hated the long hiatus. But now they are giving me a whole bunch of new episodes in a row, so that's a good thing.
This ain't your father's race, baby...this is ALL STARS! Racers who have been there. Racers who won't be surprised to find out they have to do something involving heights. I'm disappointed that Rob and Amber are back. Their fifteen minutes were over about twenty minutes ago! I would much rather see the Hippies return. But they didn't let me choose. They only let me watch. Every exciting moment of the race. And what more could I ask for?!?
Talk about having a bad day! The folks in Jericho are having one really bad day after another. But since I can watch from the comfort of my corner on the couch, I'm just fine with that. End of the world scenarios have always been a secret pleasure for me. The Stand by Stephen King. Lucifer's Hammer by Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle. The Day After, a made-for-TV movie from way back in 1983. The acting in this show isn't outstanding, but it taps into a theme I like and I'll be right here watching.
An old friend. Yeah, it is a bit repetitive now. I guess it gets hard to surprise us with some new obstacle course in the jungle. And yet the most recent Survivor did seem to step it up a bit with some pretty cool challenges. And this time they're splitting the tribes between luxury living and dreadful living. But really, hasn't it always been dreadful? Oh well, it is still fun to watch people make deals and believe promises even after all these seasons. I mean, just how hungry and weak do you have to be to really believe what someone on that island tells you?!?!
All this begins this month! And I suppose I could try to scale back, watch in moderation, have a life. But maybe it's just better to admit my weakness...and embrace it!