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TiVo is letting me watch shows I don't ususally get to watch. I know that seems obvious, especially to people who already have TiVo, but I had to say it. I've already seen 3 episodes of The Critic. In a row. It is on Comedy Central sometime in the middle of the night. But the middle of the night means nothing to me anymore. Ha, I laugh at the middle of the night. Our digital cable carries the BBC America. That means I'll be taping those Monty Python episodes that air in the middle of the night. And not those Public Television episodes that are a half hour long. I'm getting the full 40 minute episodes. Although let me back up a couple of sentences to correct a couple of mistakes. Those Monty Python episodes are neither "air"-ing or being "taped". Interesting how common language lags so far behind technology. Where the hell am I going with the paragraph? Anyway, TiVo = good.
In the space of 90 minutes, I've seen the same woman in three different commericals. She must me raking in the residuals. She is a Land Rover commercial where the toll booth attendent asks her to drive him away from his job. She's in an Ameritrade commercial about bad timing. And she's in a Circuit City commercial where her husband runs through the store like a little kid. Speaking of commercials, who is that woman in that Sprint commercial who says "She floured the children"? I feel I've seen her before but I can't place her.
The Jets are in the NFL playoffs. They don't deserve to be but they are. I think they have a great deal of talent but they played like crap this year. I don't know where I'm going with this thought either, but I just thought I'd throw that out there. The Jets got in by beating the Oakland Raiders in Oakland. They haven't been able to win in Oakland since 1962 or something. I'm watching Monday Night Football tonight because if the Ravens win tonight, the Jets have to go back to Oakland to play on Saturday or Sunday. If the Vikings win tonight (oh please, oh please, oh please) the Jets go down to Miami to play the Dolphins who (whom?) they own.
I've been playing The Sims like mad lately. I got Drew Carey to show up to my second party. The first party was strictly mime-city. I got Hot Date for Christmas but I haven't installed it yet. The official website says that Hot Date isn't compatible with Windows XP. Which, of course, is the operating system on our new system. All the rest of the Sims programs work so I can't imagine that it won't work, but I'm having so much fun with my current family that I don't want to risk losing my working setup. I know I can (and should) save or teleport my family but I haven't done it yet.
There is a lot of stuff I haven't done with this computer yet. There is just so much that I wanted to do with a new, more powerful, more versatile system. But I get stuck on one thing (Sims, Microsoft Links 2001, browsing with cable modem speed)and I forget to move on to other stuff. I want to set up my backup to backup to CD-R or CD-RW. I want to load all my old games on so I can play them at the speeds that they were intended. I want to play Myst and Riven all the way through with a proper video card, adequate memory and three speaker sound. I want to play Descent on a big-ass monitor (And I do believe that is the technical term for it). And I've still got Civ III to install.
I went to the hospital today to get my blood drawn and to have an EKG. This is all pre-admission certification for my operation. Yes, it IS going to happen finally. I'm going to be a complete mess. I have been told that after it is over, I will have "the mother of all sore throats". First of all, who still uses that Saddam Hussain lingo anymore? Haven't we moved on to a new Middle Eastern villan? I think that the phrase "the mother of all whatevers" should be retired and possibly its use punishable by at least some kind of community service, if not some time of actual jail time. But back to my throat. I'm supposed to have some "real good" drugs to get me through my pain. I'm also not supposed to have any physical activity for at least three weeks. You would think that that would be the recipe for me to swell with a few extra pounds but actually, I'm told that I will lose at least 12 pounds because my throat will hurt so much, I won't eat anything solid for a week. But I won't even be able to pick up the boys because any type of activity like that will increase my blood pressure and pop open my healing throat and nose, I'll start bleeding into my stomach and I will spiral down into an abysmal physical specimen. It'll be ok though. I'll just let my pregnant wife pick them up all the time.
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