Growing up my parents really limited my TV viewing time. And when I say limited I mean I watched very little and my programs were usually either on OBP (Sesame Street, Captain Kangaroo, etc.) or on the Disney Channel (Fraggle Rock, Mickey Mouse Club, Kids Incorporated, etc.). I wasn’t allowed to watch The Simpsons and really when it came to mainstream networks the only programs I caught were on TGIF - Family Matters, Step by Step, Perfect Strangers and Hangin’ with Mr. Cooper. I didn’t have a limited number of TV hours I was restricted to per week and my parent’s didn’t have to be in the room but I just didn’t really watch TV as a kid. Instead I had this huge basement playroom for all my toys and I was pretty into reading (Geek Alert).
So when I ventured into my 20’s and was living on my own who would have predicted that I would become addicted to TV? Certainly not I. See as I aged from that kid who watched Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers I was pretty busy, I had school activities and friends and then BAM I was in college. Granted Freshman year Blondie did love her some TV so I watched a bit more and learned that yes, it was in fact important that she plan her class schedule around TLC programming - at least I always knew when she would be home. Anywho, even in college I lived in mass housing situations and with the exception of The Bachelor girls nights and pre-funking with The OC before going to the bars I once again really wasn’t in to TV.
When I was out on my own post-college I was introduced to the DVR. Genius! You mean I can just record programs and watch them at my leisure…I don’t have to be home at 9pm for Grey’s?!? Fantastic. The DVR was a total gateway into hard core TV viewing. I started seeing random ads for programs (on the rare occasion in which I was fast forwarding through those pesky commercials - double genius!) and then I would set the DVR to record. I was totally addicted and even now thinking about it I don’t know what I would do without my DVR.
This would be the time when some anti-TV wack job would tell me that TV is ruling my life and making me a lemming. Well no sir, that is not the case. This blog in fact is my rebutal to such statements. I believe the DVR is actually helping to keep me from being some spinster woman with 6 cats and outfits that only contain cotton and either a drawstring or elastic waist. My DVR enables me to lead my life and actually I think forces me out. See when some dude wants to go get drinks after work on Monday I don’t have to decline because Girlicious is on. (Although I would contemplate declining if the dude was a creeper due to my shows being on - but I’m trying to be better about that whole blowing dude’s off or not returning their calls because I guess that was “lame” or “uncool”…whatever.) I can say yes because I know that thanks to my trusty DVR I can access my Girlicious whenever my tender little heart desires.
Thanks to my DVR I can work my hectic work schedule, go to the gym whenever time allows, grab those weekly drinks with The Plastics, and be in two places at once - Project Runway and The Gauntlet 3. Yes, the DVR has led to me watching some shows that maybe otherwise I wouldn’t but I think of it more as another opportunity for me to conduct social research…yes…that sounds much more intelligent than I just like wearing sweatpants and laying on the couch during a lazy Sunday.
So here’s to you DVR. You make my hectic life that much easier and I appreciate that!