reality tv?

why do most television shows focus on the horrors of pregnancy? everything i've seen lately--even the most trivial-pure-entertainment-only shows have some sort of scary drama or just plain DRA-MA about giving birth, about being pregnant, about something that just doesn't sit all that well with me. time to turn it off.

dude, where's my tv?

the impending digital tv transition has been the topic of a few recent conversations. one, it seems as though the people we know don't actually know about what's to happen in early '09. most have newer, fancier, flatter tvs than we do.

as we're not a part of that set, i signed up for my gov't-sponsored rebate program. this rebate has been the stuff of flummox. why would our government subsidize tv? why spend oodles of money on psas, direct mail, and debit card processing (no paper checks--credit cards)? you'd think they were selling... oh right, tv.

david picked up the converter at best buy-- a traumatic event in itself--and the box has sat in our back room, unopened

until last night. none of the literature listed any side effects to installing it pre-conversion, so i thought i'd try it out. what happened was unexpected: our 4-channel existence was altered by 400%. we now have access to around 40-50 clear-reception channels. huh? seems that this digital thing is more than improved pixels. i smell danger. i'm not sure i like this. where's my remote?