I love and hate my TiVo's. Yes, Tivo's because you can't just have one. Families are torn apart over who is aloud to record their show. Tivo makes people selfish. Perfectly sane, intelligent, giving people, selfish. Why and how? Well I don't rightly know. Except for the notion of power. Power and control of the remote even when your at work, the grocery store, or on the toilet. My family craves power so you can probably figure out that there is some level of tension surronding the television.
After 3 nights away my lovable Ape returns home and quickly turns from "happy to be home" to "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" when one of his shows had not been fully recorded. It was a shock to the system. I stay at home and deal with the terrible two year old and his incredibly hungry brother in a house that never stays clean. I didn't and don't really need another whininng voice from within. It was outrageous. It's just a show, right? Wrong. I didn't kiss his feet - but deep down I felt his pain.
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