Wrath of Khan right before bed. Dazed and Confused upon waking. I really like my cable television.

Ok, that's the last post about television for a while. I promise.

Having no television for a couple days was pretty odd for a TV junkie like myself. Even though we had plenty of recorded stuff to watch, I had all these impulses to check the weather or flip around the channels while waiting for someone or watch a few minutes of something while tying my shoes.

As of last night though, we now have the opposite problem. Thanks to a really cheap deal, we've now got cable for a year. So there will always be something to watch, a hundred channels to flip through, and plenty of On Demand stuff waiting. I feel like the civilization in our household may now collapse into primitive idol worship, where we do nothing but sit glassy-eyed before it, afraid to move lest we miss something important.

But hey, it was fun watching True Blood last night without having to download it.

Watching the last few hours of good old-fashioned analog television. It's Letterman vs. Palin... mean girls beating and shaving one of their classmates... that idiot Miss California... last surviving Golden Girl Bettie White... penis enlargement... cooking barbeque... the 700 Club trying to cure homosexuality... the election in Iran... and oooh Black Eyed Peas in concert!

T-Minus 132 minutes and counting til static....

11:56: 4 minutes and counting!!! That 12 months of Comcast for $30/month package is looking better and better...

12:03: What the Heck!?!?! NBC just showed them flipping the switch and our tv is still working!

12:04: Scratch that, it just died. I have no TV!!!!

12:05: Wait, it's just NBC that's gone. Oh, Peacock, I will always hate you for the being the first to betray me!

12:09: All the PBS stations are gone too.

12:16: Awww... Fox is doing a sentimental story about the history of the local affiliate. The owner used to broadcast it out of his own apartment!

12:22: Everybody on TV keeps implying that I'm ready for the transition. Fools!

12:24: Go ahead and futile advertise the television programming you're taking away from me!

12:25: Takeout sushi arrives! I shall at least have yum-yums!

12:29: One minute til the other stations leave me! Stop calling it readiness day!

12:30: NBC had a switch, Fox has a button. Oooh, Fox went out just as the pretty blonde hit the button. Cool!

12:31: Awww, CBS went to some old test pattern and then flashed a goodbye message to me before it died. Sweet!

12:32: Even the CW is gone! Do my years of loyal viewing count for nothing?

12:33: I have only the Spanish station now! A woman is hanging laundry. Uh oh, a fat man is about to tickle her!

12:35: It seems prophetic that the only station left now is called Univision.

12:38: Making the TV do an auto-channel search in hopes of some pirate station showing up.

12:40: Wow, Univision is not alone! The auto-search found three informercial stations, another Spanish language station, and some religious station.

12:44: Fine, I'll just watch an episode of 30 Rock I burned....

3:10: K. just called to say that the Cable people are coming on Sunday afternoon. She's very excited by the idea of watching True Blood legally as it's actually airing.

Dear television stations,

I know that you're planning to leave me tomorrow. The truth is I've know for a while. No, I haven't read your diary, but the signs are evident. You just can't live with a man that has rabbit ears on his television. It's all digital or nothing with you. I understand, but I will still be saddened if I turn on my television tomorrow and see only static.

And yet I haven't made any effort to sign up for Cable or Direct TV or what have you, even though I know those things will bring you back to me. The truth is they all feel like a waste of money and a source of multiple new stupid addictions.

And I must admit that I have for some time been spying on you antics with the computer. I've taken all the best things that you've given to the others in your life, the things you held back from me, and I've burned them! Yes, I've burned them to discs and watched them that way.

What can I say? It seems that I'll never follow your rules, just as you won't be faithful enough to stay. But still I hope that you won't go, that you'll broadcast just a little bit longer. For old times sake. Think about it. It's all I ask.

xoxo,
Bruno

With Sarah Connor Chronicles canceled and Dollhouse renewed, Joss Whedon is rumored to be writing Summer Glau into the show. Given her history of playing mentally-glitched killing machines and his well-documented fetish for showing her barefoot, it seems like a no brainer that he would cast her as one of the dolls, but apparently he's determined to give her an acting challenge: "I’d rather see her play someone who talks too much. The most fun I have is when I get somebody who’s good and comfortable at doing something, and then I make them do something else." And that's just fine with Summer who says, "I would like to play a normal girl before I die of extreme old age." It sounds good to me, because as much as I like her, I could never really get into that Sarah Connor show.