The TV is just a larger monitor
I have just realised that I cannot remember the last time I purposelessly switched on the TV just to have something playing in the background.
I usually only ever turn it on to set the PVR for a specific programme I want to record, knowing fully well that nine times out of ten it will be deleted, unwatched, to make room on the bursting PVR's 240GB hard drive. Or to stream music from the computer in the other room. Or to play one of the most basic games (Bejeweled [sic] 2) on one of the most advanced consoles (Dr B.'s Xbox 360).
And yet, my weekly TV consumption is pretty bulky anyway:
- Battlestar Galactica, Rome, Desperate Housewives and Veronica Mars - on my mobile during my work commute;
- Lost - and from this week, Heroes - streamed from the computer to the telly via the Xbox so that I can watch them with Dr B.;
- Ugly Betty, although the novelty factor has long worn off and I spent the last two episodes skipping through to watch only the bits with Betty's camp nephew, a strikingly accurate representation of me age eleven;
- Project Catwalk, recorded and stripped of all ads and recaps, then watched at 1.5 speed to reduce it to 20-25 minutes (by the way, we saw Wayne at DTPM the other week - sans his trademark 11-inch heels);
- Lazy Town, skipping straight to the silly aerobics dance during the last two and a half minutes of each episode;
- 10 Years Younger, but only the first five minutes (ooh, look, she's wrinkly and haggard, she is 39 but looks 70) and the skipping to the last segment (she's been poked, ironed, preened, with new goofy dentures in, and she now looks 19!);
- The News in 2 minutes from the BBC News website;
- trashy TV bits and bobs from around the world (most recently focusing on Eurovision Song Contest national finals) on YouTube.
I have got to be a traditional broadcaster's worst nightmare.
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