What could be better than TV? - By N.L. Belardes
I can’t believe I was actually missed on a Wednesday night at Azuls. I got two phone calls. One from Darcie of Three Chord Whore and the other from hip funk master Mo Dee James Ratliff of Norfolk. Such love. Seems I don’t hide in the shadows enough like most downtown novelists do.
I decided early in the day that I would partake in a night of television; really, the first night in years that I would watch TV drama. I rarely watch TV, and if I do, it’s always a sporting event. But not last night. I was in for a night of Lost and Invasion…
Television is just too boring, too predictable, too time consuming. Lost and Invasion were both decent. Simple, time-consuming, but decent. Television has come a long way since I last watched the Taken series, an episode of Sex and the City, and one episode of Six Feet Under. That was a few years ago. Now, instead of Six Feet Under I just call up Kenny Mount like I did yesterday:
“Hey Kenny!”
“Nick Balagaga?”
“Dude, you have the sniffles.”
“I have a cold. I’m over in Vegas at a casket convention.”
“You’ll get better. Hey. I have an idea. I just wrote an article for the Blackboard and I mentioned something… Why not give people haunted limo rides this Halloween?”
“Oh that’s a good idea. Maybe I should do that in my hearse!”
“Oh yeah, now you’re talking. Just empty the bodies out first, OK?”
I don’t know about you. But that’s way better than TV…
I decided early in the day that I would partake in a night of television; really, the first night in years that I would watch TV drama. I rarely watch TV, and if I do, it’s always a sporting event. But not last night. I was in for a night of Lost and Invasion…
Television is just too boring, too predictable, too time consuming. Lost and Invasion were both decent. Simple, time-consuming, but decent. Television has come a long way since I last watched the Taken series, an episode of Sex and the City, and one episode of Six Feet Under. That was a few years ago. Now, instead of Six Feet Under I just call up Kenny Mount like I did yesterday:
“Hey Kenny!”
“Nick Balagaga?”
“Dude, you have the sniffles.”
“I have a cold. I’m over in Vegas at a casket convention.”
“You’ll get better. Hey. I have an idea. I just wrote an article for the Blackboard and I mentioned something… Why not give people haunted limo rides this Halloween?”
“Oh that’s a good idea. Maybe I should do that in my hearse!”
“Oh yeah, now you’re talking. Just empty the bodies out first, OK?”
I don’t know about you. But that’s way better than TV…
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