People Just Like Me

Did you know that, at the COB, we pay to receive an analog television signal? It's true. I don't know what it costs, so don't ask me. But apparently it's enough to make people start to ask, "Exactly how many analog televisions are left?"

The correct answer, my friends, is, "I DON'T KNOW!"

So the building manager asked me to send an email to all of the floor representatives, asking them to identify all the televisions on their floor, including whether they are analog or digital. You know what's coming, don't you?

That's right. So far--a mere 10 minutes since I sent the email--I've received 3 replies asking, "How do we know if it's analog or digital?"

The correct answer, my friends, is, "I DON'T KNOW!"

I'm becoming a blog-a-holic AND I found a TV show that I really like

Second post in one day. That's all I'm going to say about that...

OK, I am completely behind the times. So behind, in fact, that you will think I'm a total square and a loser and find yourself saying, "That is SO last year (or last decade, maybe)!" I should explain by saying that I never watch TV. No, really. I never do. Ever.

But our kids were watching American Idol, and I walked in. This was Episode One of Season Eight, and I sat there like a complete idiot, cringing over some of the HORRIBLE singing, and finding myself awed by the talent of others. I'm hooked.

I know. Season EIGHT. I've listened to the kids talk about it, my co-workers talk about it, my neighbors talk about it, my sister talk about it, the radio and TV personalities talk about it...The list is endless, but until now it the list has NEVER included me. Ever. Really. I'm not exaggerating.

So, there you have it. I'm an Idol fan. I like Cara, Randy, Paula, and yes, even Simon. I really do. I like the drama (most of it). I like the music. I like Ryan.

I don't like the woman who screamed and giggled forever, though. Don't vote for her.