I got cable today.
Why is this a big deal? Well, for starters, I haven't had cable in any home of mine since 1992.
Let me restate that... since nineteen-and-fucking-ninety-two, yep.
There was this great bundle dealio with my local cable monopolist for internet, phone, tv at an insanely low rate and I couldn't resist... although I have to admit that not having cable for approximately 16 years is a pretty damn good effort of resistance.
The cable guy got me all hooked up, including the tv in my office that hasn't been used for much of anything other than a monitor for video editing since I bought it last year. Guess what I immediately did? Tuned that sucker to the "retroactive" music choice channel, that's what I did, so I could rock out to The Clash, Ramones, Love and Rockets, The Smiths, The Jam, The English Beat, Marshall Crenshaw, and whoever else comes on this thing.
Wanna know what else I did? I also tuned my living room tv to C-SPAN2.
Wanna know what I discovered?
Do ya?
I'M FUCKING OLD, THAT'S WHAT!!!
Listening to retro music and getting all jazzed about the vote returns for the Feingold Amendment to the FISA bill. I mean REALLY jazzed.
"Obama, yes... of course. Lieberman, no... fuck you Lieberman... go join the GOP finally! Who do you think you're fooling with that chintzy sheepskin over your head? Oh hell no, we don't need bulk tappings of email content anywhere!"
That was me, literally shouting things at the tv like I was some politics junkie.
Okay, I guess I kinda am.
I'm also old. Did I mention that already? I can't remember... must be the senility. Criminy, my sciatica! Look at the time. I need my Metamucil and a nap before BINGO. Are those damn kids cutting across my lawn again? Grrrr...
