The funny thing about being sick, other than the hilarity of losing control of your bodily functions, is that it actually makes me want to go to work. After a week of watching daytime television, surfing the web endlessly, and staring out the window at passers-by like a crazy old man for a week, I think it would be really nice to be anywhere other than at home.
But I do have television. Television is my friend. It gives me those daily three-hour doses of Star Trek and a few doses of Stargate SG-1. And those hourly comedy shows on channel 37 are hilarious — they have this running plot about this guy who looks like a chimp winning a presidential election. What’s that show called? Oh, yeah… CNN. His dialog is just over the top. “Gonna hunt’m down. Bring’m t’justice.” Hoo, that kind of cheesy acting can have me giggling for hours.
Thankfully, I also have Zip DVDs arriving by mail. Like that Vin Diesl movie about the mass-murderer who becomes the movie’s hero. It warms the heart to see Hollywood promoting those kind of values. In the 35-minute animated sequel for children, however, the Riddick character only disembowels and otherwise dispatches people who are are clearly villains. I suppose that children’s stories have to be toned down appropriately.
So I’m not short of entertainment at all, while I’m spending time as a sickly shut-in. I have the TV, I have the computer, I have the Penguin Wordmaster Dictionary. That’s a great read. All the same… it might be nice to see what the real world looks like. Before I completely bloody insane.