Life after TV

This company shut our cable off last week. Their fault, and now it will take 5 days and an $80 reconnection fee to get it back. So this week we practiced life the way it use to be done - We read books, played games, talked to each other (that was weird), and did the mundane things you do when you can only receive one channel. I am so news starved! Yes, we still have the internet, but local news is not really available online. I miss waking up to the local news and flipping to the war channel - CNN. It's been an experience. The kids finally realize that the TV isn't the end all be all of life. There is actually stuff to do. I haven't heard 'I'm bored' in three days now. So you might think that with no TV I'd have more time to post. Nope, I've not been here in days. The last time I posted, the TV was on in the background. This week has been nuts.

Kim's school schedule has been as always hectic, and every night this week there has been some place to go for some meeting or another. We just came back from a pasta night fundraiser at 10pm.  Good food, good friends and good entertainment - my youngest was hypnotized. Or at least she thinks so, I think she doesn't have it in her to relax that much to let the mind take over. Or she says, It's hard to let your mind fall under the power of suggestion when your feet don't touch the floor. She sat there for 45 minutes with her legs swinging and a silly little grin on her face. She played along but on her own accord. It was nonetheless, entertaining.

I finally had that hot soak in the tub I've been craving, and now I'm listening to the William Tell Overature while posting, with a nice glass of wine. Shit, I sound like my father. Don't get me wrong, some nights it's a cold beer with Metallica booming away. (Kim loves those nights!)

On top of everything else this week I've been helping a friend with a major project that's up my alley and out of her league. She learning quickly, but she needs the advice of a pro. I should go into consulting.

Tomorrow I will finally have the chance to go pay the cable bill and have my service reconnected. Being that it's their fault, I really want to walk in there with the payment in pennies and throw them at the poor schmuck who attends me one at a time until it's paid in full. Even better, soak the pennies in a foul smelling brine of my own concoction first. Make them nice and stinky before I start pitching them. Hundreds of them. Oh well, I can dream. I just have a difficult time comprehending paying for someone else's mistake. Like we can all afford to do that. GM and Chrysler should just send out bills to all of their customers saying they have to pay a penalty for their idiotic business practices. That's fair isn't it? Have your customers pay for your mistakes? Why would you possibly want to pay for your own when you can railroad someone else into it? That's life. It sucks.

Tomorrow is Friday and I don't believe I have anything on tap. That of course could change at my wife's discretion. Saturday we're taking the kids to the new arena for the first time for a Spitfire hockey game. It won't quite be the same though, new is new and that's great, but the barn is hockey and always will be in my heart.

Until then, I will be content to live life the way it used to be. Much simpler. Back to the days of reading books and using imagination. Only with the internet. 

Cheers.