Oooooo...

Adam and I got our cable hooked up last night. This is not to say we got our cable a girlfriend, but rather a man came in a van from Shaw and fiddled with the back of the TV for an hour, and the next thing we knew, we had access to 50+ channels: TBS, Discovery, TLC, and some 15 music/radio channels (that I haven't actually been able to find yet... hmmmm...).

So of course, what do I do first? I sit in front of the TV to peruse what's on. A couple of thoughts:

First: Who watches the CSPAN channel? Actually, scratch that, I know who watches it. My dad. In fact, there's a running joke between he and I that he single handedly manages to find the most boring thing on TV every time he's in control of the remote (which is next to never, because of the aforementioned boredom). But really... Does anyone out there ever watch the parliamentary debates outside of history class, or a Turkish prison torture chamber?

Second: Why do I get so sucked in by the shows where they're making something? The discovery channel has this show How's It Made, and I can't not stop on it... There's not much talking, mainly just elevator music, and watching big machines churn out, I don't know, say, 1000 popsicles every minute or so. It's fantastic. I used to love that part of Polka Dot Door, too, when they took you through the door to see how things were made. So hypnotic.

Welcome back, Cable. I've missed you. Let's never part again, okay? You're too dear a friend for such trivialities... Sniff, eh old buddy?