The little things in life make me so happy. We have a relatively new DVR, a complicated piece of machinery for my middle-aged feeble brain to comprehend. I’ve tried several times, unsuccessfully, to program it — only to discover the next day nothing happened. Well, Wednesday evening Devoted Spouse and I were both scheduled for classes at our church, so I bravely tried once again to program a show. In case anyone cares, we wanted to see Bones, a somewhat interesting if slightly gorey forensics-type pseudo CSI with a better love interest angle (you know, the cute guy who used to play Angel on Buffy the Vampire Slayer). Wonder of wonders, my ability to read and interpret instructions finally kicked into high gear — the show amazingly was burned onto a DVD. And, we were able to watch said recorded show. Ah yes, persistence pays off yet again.
Too bad there aren’t many tv shows I like now that I can program the DVR. One of the fun aspects of this gizmo is you get to name whatever you are recording — I guess that’s so it’s easier to retrieve that particular show. It occurred to me that I could enjoy this — I’ve never had kids I had to name; there is only one pet in this household so I don’t have the opportunity to name anything there, and all the items we use on a regular basis already have names — such as Refrigeratorfromhades, Youcrappyairconditioner, and don’t forget DammitEmmaLouputthatdown. I thought it would be fun to name the programs. I’ve always been fond of the name Todd – so Bones is now Todd. There’s a British mystery show on PBS tonight — Rosemary and Thyme — I think I’ll record it so I can name it Herb. See how easy it is to have fun in my world? I’m glad I amuse me; it’s so much cheaper than medicine.