Don't You Wish Your TV Was Hot Like Mine?

Deja vu is the operative moment here.

Reminds me of the last time a TV was sacrificed to the trash pile. Though the circumstances here were a little different... this one offered up it's picture tube to the lightening and thunder that stripped it of decent viewing and replaced it with a rainbow of nausea producing, migraine inducing and flashback juicing imagery that can absolutely leave you hunting for a garbage can to barf into.

The last time, the TV simply decided we had watched it long enough.

The saga was pretty pitiful. The normally vibrant circa 1980's technology faded to shades of blue and coneheadedness that left everyone looking like a Saturday Night Live skit run amok in regular prime time programming.

The strange part was what happened next.

 Carefully carrying the TV to the side of the road for pickup by 'the claw' and disposal in a garbage dump far, far away, we made sure that we didn't bust the picture tube and/or cabinet into splinters and giblets as we sat it down gingerly to await the trip to never-never land.

No sooner than I had turned to go back in the house than some people pulled up in their beat up old car and by the side of the road and said "how much this cost?"

I said, "It doesn't work!"

They said "How much this cost?"

I said, "It does NOT work!"

They said, "How much this cost?"

I said, "Fine, it's FREE!"

They loaded it up and drove away.

NO LIE!

I will never know if they found satisfaction in viewing the world through azure colored glasses or if they, too, discovered that "Smurf television" wasn't all that it was cracked up to be.

But this TV, the current rainbow view one, it will not be accepted into the welcoming arms of someone cruising past on garbage day.

Technology has changed and people don't pull over for old TV's anymore. They barely pull over for anything. Including people on bicycles... but that is another blog entirely.

People want the 'new hotness'and we don't possess it. We still have rabbit ears TV and it's free. We don't have the latest and greatest and frankly, other than my sports obsessed self, I don't think anyone misses it.

Sure, it would be nice to discuss the latest giblety bits of technological goodness adorning our wall since that's where most televisions seem to be landing these days. But that isn't a high priority.

So we replaced the rainbow TV with the portable that used to be in Rick's old office. He was not amused, but dang it, the thing works just fine and it was FREE.

Hmmm.

I'm beginning to think like the people on the road... I pulled over because it was free!!

Oh well.

The screen may be small, but we are still broadcasting the airwaves of programming worth bringing into the home. Jared is happy. I'm happy. We're good.

Should I happen to win the Publisher's Clearinghouse Sweepstakes, I can assure you that after a hefty check for tithing and paying off all of our bills, I will be getting a wall mounted television that sings, dances and snows on itself all while making me a grilled cheese sandwich.

Until then, the 13 inch portable will do just fine.

Don't be jealous! It's so unbecoming!