Digital TV

Okay, so we've got converter boxes, and we've paid for a big fancy flying-saucer-shaped amplified antenna. Still, I am not happy with digital television. Why?

Sure, we get a clearer picture MOST of the time. Digital TV is a classic example of "when it is good, it is very very good, and when it is bad, it is horrid." Give us a little precipitation, and the picture pixelates, shakes, stutters, and the sound cuts out or wobbles.

At least, with analog TV, we didn't miss key pieces of dialog in almost every movie or show.

And we have to convert to digital TV because the government believes it's better than analog?

Really?

How about ... if people haven't yet bought into the cable TV trap, the cable companies are hoping that, in the absence of analog TV as an alternative to the irritation of free digital, the public will finally bite the bullet and get hooked in with cable.

I don't think it's "for the people," at all.

Strange, but true, holiday facts

Elves, normally very mellow creatures, are a bit frazzled this time of year. Did you know that the tradition of giving coal & sticks in stockings of bad boys and girls originated because an elf was in hyper-ass covering mode? Twue. Like I said, at this time of the year, elves are pretty stressed. One elf (whose name has been lost to posterity or purposely kept hidden, you decide) who was unusually stressed out due to an influx of requests for toy trains when HE had geared up his department for toy trucks, decided that as a means to keep inventory from running out, he would arbitrarily declared any boys "bad" who asked for trains instead of trucks and would deliver coal and sticks instead. Now if the boys were asking for trucks, then they were "good" and got not one, but usually two or more trucks so that "the big guy" wouldn't catch on that he had overdid it on the trucks and not anticipated "trains". The elf in charge of dolls was coerced into going along with this scheme (something to do with pictures of him and the reindeer, but that's another story), but since he had plenty of dolls in stock, only half-heartedly delivered some coal and sticks to a few girls (mostly ones caught playing with trucks or asking for trains). This, by the way, was the beginning of the fairy tale that girls are nicer than boys.

Long time no blog

It's been too long since my last blog. Why? I have no idea. Seconds pile up like snowflakes and the next thing you know, time looks like a snowdrift after a blizzard.

My sister has gotten by going on blogging (http://bitchybloggirls.blogspot.com ) again as a way for her to vent and wants me to blog with her (as the comic sidekick). Consider me the "Chill Wills" to her John Wayne. With attitude. John Wayne with lots and lots of attitude. John Wayne with WMD instead of a 6-gun.

For example, I went to visit her in August and she gave me my Christmas presents then. So when a package came this last week for me from her, I was puzzled. I already had my Christmas gifts, so what could it be? Immediately, I considered the very real possibility that it might be my niece's head. So OF COURSE I opened the package!!! Which has led to all kinds of grief from my own personal John Wayne. (SIGH).

I just love the holidays. And tattoed niece's who break into other people's houses so they can use a bed with their boyfriend du jour.

And my sister wonders why I immediately was concerned that the box contained a head. Geesh.