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“You’re makin more racket than an empty wagon on a froze-over road.”

November 29, 2013

It isn’t yet the proverbial crack of dawn and here I am wide-eyed and bushy-tailed (clichés must be an early morning phenomenon). I blame it on the turkey and all the fixings. When I got home after dinner, I was filled to the gills (oops, another one) and so sleepy I went to bed before 9.

Dinner was spectacular and the table, filled with food, groaned under the weight of green bean casserole, stuffing, squash, mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, grandma’s cole slaw and the star of the day, the turkey. We sat and ate for the longest time. Conversation was at a minimum. Mostly it was requests for one dish or another to be passed. Romper Room’s Miss Jean would have made all of us members of the clean plate club. After dinner, we waddled into the living room and watched TV hoping dinner would settle enough so we could have pie. We all managed. There’s always room for pie. The dinner was an unqualified success!

I can’t imagine dragging myself out of bed to get dressed and go shopping. The lead story on the 5 o’clock news was about the long lines of people waiting in the cold for stores to open. I got to hear one woman describe the toy she was buying. News must have been really scarce this morning.

Gracie is asleep and snoring beside me on the couch. Fern is asleep behind me on the back couch cushion. I have no idea where Maddie is but I figure she is probably sleeping upstairs. I am the only one awake. The TV is on, and I am immersed in black and white. I’ve watched Wanted Dead or Alive and My Three Sons and am now watching Petticoat Junction. Wanted Dead or Alive had Santa Claus, the real one. He was in the house pretending to be someone else and on Christmas morning he had disappeared. The doors were still locked on the inside, and there were no footprints, but there was a bell in the fireplace. On Petticoat they are decorating for Christmas, including the Cannonball and a cow with a bow on her head and a gift tag around her neck. I used to watch that show all the time. It is just awful, and I never noticed.

The Beverly Hillbillies are on, and I’d hate to miss them. I sang along with the theme song and remembered every word. The Clampetts  are returning home to the mountains for Christmas, “Happy as a pack of squirrels returning to their nest.”

“If you read a lot of books, you’re considered well-read. But if you watch a lot of TV, you’re not considered well-viewed.”

November 4, 2010

We had our first frost yesterday morning.  Grass blades were tipped in white and the windshield of my car was covered. When I went to get the papers, I walked across the grass to hear the crunch. The air was crisp and cold, the sort of cold which takes you by surprise and makes you gasp for breath for just a second.

My computer died Tuesday. It needed help to shut done then refused to reboot. Yesterday afternoon I brought it to my computer guru. It didn’t sound good, but I’ll know more tomorrow. After I left off  my computer, I went for a ride down cape in my new car. It was so much fun driving I got all the way to Eastham before I turned around to come home.

When I was a little kid, TV was only in black and white. We’d turn it on and then wait patiently while the picture tube warmed up. The screen sometimes had white lines running across it, snow was common and the picture often jumped up and down. We had a rabbit ear antenna on top which we turned and bent every which hoping to find the best picture. I remember one antenna, a more modern version, had a knob on the front as a tuner but it really didn’t work all that well. We’d extend the ears as far as they could go and they’d get skinnier and skinnier. I remember that after a while the ears would bend so much they’d never go back into the antenna sheath, but none of that really mattered to us. We’d watchhttp://atomic-temporary-5444514.wpcomstaging.com/wp-admin/post.php?post=5039&action=edit regardless. TV was a marvel.

I was either a senior in high school or a freshman in college when my parents got a color TV. Star Trek is what I remember watching first. I guess it was all those red shirted uniforms which made an impression-either that or it was Captain Kirk with a torn shirt exposing his shoulder in just about every fight. The color wasn’t great on that first set, but we were amazed. It sure as heck beat the  sheet of plastic we once put across the screen to give us some color over the black and white.

Last night I was watching a movie on my HD TV. It was as if I were there. The colors were vibrant, and I could see every line in the actors’ faces. When I first got this set, I watched hockey, second only to golf as my least favorite sport, but the picture was unbelievable. The ice was bright white, and I could see chips fly into the air when the hockey players braked using their skates. Uniforms, even of the drabbest colors, stood out against the white of the ice. It seemed sports looked the best on an HD set. Baseball was glorious. I could even see a bead of sweat drip down a pitcher’s face.

When I was little, we had only two channels, but I was never bored. Now I have every channel my cable company offers, and I am often bored.

Is there a hockey game?