TV is of the Wurm

TV is evil.

I've spent the last 13 months without cable television and about 3-4 channels, depending upon the weather. Since I got such poor TV reception, I stopped watching that much TV. I pretty much only watched "That 70's Show" reruns from 7-8 while I ate dinner (mostly for the background noise). The rest of the evening I would spend reading or on the computer or whatever. I felt this was a Good Thing.

Kate was kind enough to give me her old TV, now that I've moved to Berkeley. I went to Radio Shaft the other day and bought a TV antenna for the new boob tube, since it didn't have one. I now get 8 stations clearly and another few that are fuzzy, but watchable. WOW! It also means that I now own 2 TVs, the new nice big one and my poor little 13-inch that I've had since my freshman year of college.

So, what is the point of all this rambling? I'm watching more TV again and reading less. I put the little TV in my bedroom, since, well, it still works, so why throw it out? It's kind of nice to turn it on (for the background noise, of course) when I come home and am getting ready for bed and such.

But it also means that I'm getting sucked into watching more TV. I came home at about 10 last night, just in time to watch CSI: New York. I used to be a complete Law & Order junkie, but I haven't seen it in 13 months since I can't get NBC on my antenna. Last night was the first night that I've seen CSI: New York. And while it's no Law and Order, it's good.

The bad is that meant that I was up until close to 11 waiting to see if they figured out who killed the guy in the car. I put the TV on sleep, and I don't remember it turning off, so I will never know if they caught the guy. But what bothers me more is that I was up late watching TV. I didn't read. I didn't go to sleep early. I was watching TV. Last night I stayed up watching how microorganisms produce sulfaric acid which is what creates limestone caves. Interesting, but...

GAH. I may really need to rethink this whole TV-in-the-bedroom thing.