It's been a a while since we posted here at The Crazy. We have been busy. Have you noticed how life sometimes comes up and bites you in the ass? Why is it that time (which supposedly keeps everything from happening at once.) sometimes seems to glitch, and suddenly everything is happening at once, it's as if some sort of problem imp suddenly sprang into existence and began creating problems for us. It's been a couple of weeks of putting out one (figurative) fire after another. The days have blurred into a miasma of gottado's, Gotta do this gotta do that. Usually when life overwhelms some of us here we find a way to slip away and spend a little quiet time reading, or driving. But lately it seems that life has decided that we are too busy to relax. Or are we? Didn't we spend four hours (probably more) watching television last night? Couldn't that time be spent doing something more constructive? Is watching television relaxing? Is it constructive? What did we get from it? Did we learn anything? Is simply being entertained a form of relaxation? It seems the things that we at The Crazy are entertained by are mostly fantasy worlds that have very little to do with reality. Do Olivia, Peter, Walter and Asterix (ha ha) have anything useful to teach us here in the real world.
We have watched every episode of Fringe since it's inception. 100 hours of television. 100 hours of our lives that we will never get back. The writers of the show are certainly imaginative. They have brought us to other universes and back. Made us wonder at the "Fringe" science the show often demonstrates. And certainly we have laughed at the acid induced thoughts of Walter as he brilliantly builds lasers out of CD players, or uses a pigs eye to defeat a retinal scanner. If this was the only show we watched we'd probably not feel too bad, but unfortunately the glass teat does not let us suckle so leanly. We have become enslaved to it's constant flow of inanity and charm. Sure with current DVR technology we can watch the shows when WE desire, but still our evenings are not our own. Grimm, Alphas, Warehouse 13 (which just went on hiatus until next year.) Are just a few of the creations that fill our nights with glossy eyed staring at the flickering screen that seems to have a life of it's own. And of course The Big Bang Theory (thankfully only a half hour long) fills us with laughter once a week. And then of course there are the movies, we are certainly movie freaks, we have watched hundreds of them (if not thousands) over the last couple of years. And no one would deny that watching Arsenic and Old Lace (a gem of a movie starring Cary Grant and Raymond Massey) is at least somewhat redeeming to the soul. (Do we have a soul? That question is for another blog.) But what if we stopped watching television entirely (deep inside of this writers psyche something just cried out in terror) what would we do. Play games perhaps, some of us here at The Crazy are board game fanatics. Does playing a board game have any redeeming qualities that television does not? Should we spend the time creatively? Perhaps building furniture, or painting? Do we stop watching television entirely, or try to wean from the shows we currently find less than appealing. Could we finish watching Fringe (which is in it's last season) and be very careful not to fill that hour with another wildly entertaining, fun filled, thought provoking show. For those of you who watch reality television (the horror... the horror..) how does it feel to know that you are vicariously living THEIR lives and not your own? These are all very meaningful questions, and we wish we had the time to answer them, but the Packer game is on soon, so it will have to wait for another time. Ciao for now.
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