The Tao of TiVo

Like any good TiVo-eque device owner, I set my box to record the Mavs-Kings game and started wathcing 34 or so minutes into it, so that I could fastforward through all the dreck. By the time the final agonizing seconds of the game were ticking away I was almost caught up with the live action, but I just knew that the Mavs had already lost.

Humbled by this manifestation of fate in a little grey box, I moved on and watched one of the 40 Simpsons episodes I have saved. But the heretic in me kept hoping that maybe this time through Sideshow Bob wouldn't step on that eighth rake...


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