Television**

A few days ago, during Christofer's three-hour break, I asked him to hang the Christmas lights outside our house. He agreed, but needed a ladder first; so he bundled Michael into the car and headed to Home Depot.

He returned, two hours later, with no ladder. Instead he had a television. A BIG television. A big fat THIN television.

"Christofer," I pointed out helpfully, "that is not a ladder."

He laughed. "Isn't it great?"

"Sure," I replied, "it's awesome. But how, exactly, is it going to help PUT LIGHTS ON MY HOUSE?"

Because I am one of those obnoxious people who, when I ask someone to do something, like it to get done. PROMPTLY.

But then that night, while Christofer was still at work, I turned on our brand new TV and watched a DVD.

actually, I watched two DVDs. It was one of those nights.

and BEHOLD. It WORKED.

The color stayed in place.

The DVD didn't skip.

The remote control controlled things remotely.

It was big. and loud. And WONDERFUL.

and I guess what I'm saying here is that after giving him such a hard time about it, I have gone and fallen in love with Christofer's stupid television--so much so that I think we're actually going to go ahead and start getting TV.

Did you know we don't have TV? It's true. We're strictly a DVD-watching family, because, when we moved 15 or 16 months ago, we decided not to get television. I wish I could say we decided against it because of our high moral ideals or our intellectual snobbery -- we eschew such bourgeois pursuits! --but ... no. Our reasons were mostly practical and financial, besides which, isn't everything good shown online anyway?*

But now, if there's a show worth watching, I want to watch it BIG. and LOUD. On my new television. That I love.

so, Thank you Christofer.

...that is all.

*until it gets canceled. Why weren't any of you watching Pushing Daisies? WHY? I hate you.

**I have now typed the word television so many times, it has lost all meaning and sounds ridiculous. Is that even the word? I don't know.

Michael and the Great Glass Elevator

this is why Michael loves the library.

Michael and Ivy (2)

my blue-eyed babies:

Michael and Ivy

computers make my head hurt

I cannot figure out what's going on today. Everytime I load a picture into blogger it becomes desaturated and flat looking.
Above is the SOOC shot. In photoshop and in my viewer it looks more like this, only without the harsh and unattractive skin variations:





















and (in my viewer) THAT picture looks like it was edited by a cracked out monkey.

will somebody PLEASE tell me how to fix this?

'and you better watch out or I might scare you, BOO!'