kill your tv

or at least sign a DNR for it.

my, uh, "warren" and i do not have a tv. i am smug about a lot of things, and i'm truly sorry about that, and i'm trying to change, but i am most proud of not having a tv. it happened quite by accident--i can't take credit for any initiative to kill the tv--warren's little sister broke it and we decided not to replace it. as a result, i am reading again, i have not watched a single rerun of "sex in the city" on UPN, which, the last time i did that filled me so full of revulsion and shame i wanted to die, i have not been subjected to our government's propaganda, and i have room for a new lamp, which i am shopping for like a lamp-shopping fiend, and i am smug smug smug about all of that. i mention it as frequently as i can, and now i am announcing it on my blog. tada!

the only things i miss (we didn't have cable):

antiques roadshow
america's next top model
and...uh...

i guess that's it. i guess i can live with that.

disclaimer: we still netflix and watch stuff on the computer.