GOODNIGHT, FUCKERS #135: TOO MUCH TV

Once upon a time, when I was in junior high, one of my fellow students was taking a poll for class. It was about the TV habits of preteens, and she asked me what shows I watched on a regular basis. I told her I don't really watch TV. All I watched in those days were reruns of THE TWILIGHT ZONE (and cartoons, of course, but those were usually on VHS and didn't count). Truth be told, I thought everything on TV was complete garbage, so I didn't watch it.


Fast forward more than twenty years, and I'm watching TV every night, at least for one hour. Don't get me wrong, I still think there's a lot of garbage on TV. I think Sturgeon's Law might be a bit too generous for what's being broadcast these days, but I do have my shows. Now, with so many shows taking a break for the holidays, I don't watch TV EVERY night, but when I was a kid, I would have never thought I'd have ended up like this.


Mondays are for GOTHAM. Tuesdays for Marvel's AGENTS OF SHIELD. Wednesdays are for AMERICAN HORROR STORY: FREAKSHOW. Thursdays are for WHITE COLLAR. Fridays are for CONSTANTINE. Saturdays are for HELL ON WHEELS. Sundays are for THE WALKING DEAD, THE TALKING DEAD and COMIC BOOK MEN. Repeat.


It's a marvel I get anything done. What happened? What changed me?


I actually don't think I'VE changed. I've always eagerly consumed excellent content, be it from books or movies. I think TV changed. The quality is better (which doesn't say much, but still). When they upped their game, I took interest, that's all.


But I am glad that great TV isn't in the majority. If every show was good, I would probably have dedicate a lot more time to watching TV, and I shudder to think of that as a good thing.

GOODNIGHT, FUCKERS #50: FASTING

First of all, holy shit. I've done fifty of these things? That's pretty impressive, I think. So far I 'm not bored with this feature, and enough of you are reading it, so here's to fifty more!

Second of all, yeah, this is kind of early for me to be going to sleep on a Friday night. I know. But it's just one of those things I have to do. I'm fasting for a blood test tomorrow, so I can't go out and do anything interesting. I also can't have a few drinks while watching a movie or an episode of 21 JUMP STREET. All I want to do is get this over with. I'm going to get into bed and hope that sleep comes for me so I don't have to be awake through all this blah.

Thirdly, I think I'll score pretty well on this test. I stayed away from fast food and soft drinks four days last week. (I fell apart on Friday because it was Wizard World Chicago, and you know how it goes. You attend a con, you eat pretty poorly. Ah well.) Since then, I've been on a streak this week. I suspect tomorrow I'll get something awful to eat as soon as I get out of the clinic, if only to fend off a 'Beetus coma (just tested my blood sugar, and it's at 69, which is pretty fuckin' low), but for now, I'm pretty proud of myself. No fast food, no caffeine, no soft drinks, no carbs after I get out of work. I've pretty much managed to curb all of my bad habits. Not bad.

My A1C level was at 5.3% last time. That's pretty fucking good for a guy like me. I think I'll score in the same ballpark this time.

Lastly, this might be the most boring post ever. Even more boring than the one about the duck crossing the road. This is what you get when I no longer ingest all the things I love. Tomorrow night's post should be a lot more cheery. It's HELL ON WHEELS night, and I always enjoy some whiskey with that show. It's definitely a whiskey show.