6.22.2004

Cursed by Syndication

The most awful thing about the utter shit that passes for entertainment on television is that, because of the ever expanding number of channels, nothing ever really goes off the air. Terrible shows like Friends, Will & Grace, Sex & the City (though the show may be decent, I literally cannot stand watching Sarah Jessica Parker, the woman is positively repulsive), Seinfeld (though really the only reason I can't watch that show is because Jason Alexander and his character, George Constanza, are more irritating than a dozen screeching Anna Nicoles or thirty Fran Dreschers) and, soon enough, Everybody Loves Raymond.

Ahh, syndication. Because if it was good enough to show on tv once, its good enough to rattle out every year or so ad perpetuem.

Which is why some very smart person came up with the idea of the PVR. And I will have one on order before too long now, my own Tivo to watch TV the way I want to and to be able to jump past those ridiculously aggravating and annoying Enzyte ads, the new KFC Atkins-friendly moronacy and any ad that might possibly have Carrot Top in it (can someone please, please, please run him over with a dump truck?).

Where life fails, technology will, eventually, come up to bridge the gap.

By the way, the new iPod's? Fabulous! Amazing little machine that surpasses my old one by leaps and bounds. Being able to make On-the-go playlists is excellent as well as being able to rate my songs on the 'pod. Very good stuff and I'm looking forward to the Airport Express when it comes out.

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