If you like tv, I like you

Okay, here’s my thing with TV, I like it. True that it can be a good point scorer on the lazy meter but on the other hand, my brain was really working overtime with that DVR’d Law and Order episode I watched the other night—it was SVU after all—talk about push-ups for the brain. Occasionally I run into people who seem to be ashamed to watch TV and feel more comfortable talking about all the books they have read. Not that I have anything wrong with books, I am a collector myself and would love to have my own little words published one of these days but I have decided to consider myself well-rounded by liking both.

Sometimes I hear people say, “I don’t have time to watch TV” or worse, “I WISH I had the time to watch TV.” Both of these statements confuse me; I was under the impression that everyone has the same amount of literal time in each day. However, when I hear either of these statements I no longer wonder if the individual is actually trying to make clear of that fact that they are living a much more Gandhi/Mother Theresa-inspired lifestyle—reconstructing the world for a brighter future for our children rather than sitting on his or her couch wasting away what little brain cells remains after television overexposure, no-no, instead I have decided to interpret the statements as, “I waste my time on something else besides TV.”

Not owning a TV is different than not liking TV and is perfectly acceptable if one has internet access to view a missed mini flick or attends their neighborhood Lost party. To be perfectly honest, I have also considered giving up the flat screen to save a little on the green. And I’ll admit, I have done my fair share of time wasting in front of the old tube but that is the beauty of DVR, which unlike any other devise, seems to actually add minutes on to your day. It’s like a time machine for TV! And DVR, my friends, is why we will be doing no television dismounting anytime soon.

This is probably sounding like all I do is watch TV which is simply not true. In fact, some days we don’t turn it on at all and when we do it’s usually not until after dinner, (with the exception of Hendrix’s morning Yo Gabba Gabba and Charlie and Lola.) Skipping nights really allows us to indulge in our moving picture faves. So you see, we are hardly a family of couch potatoes, more like couch potato chips, which is fine with me. Besides, who doesn’t like potatoes?

And one more thing, if you haven’t seen 30 Rock yet, you should really consider it.


Is it just me?

I certainly don’t mean to offend, but am I really the only one who thinks “breast and nipple” when I see these cupcakes?
I saw Sprinkles Cupcakes featured on Martha Stewart one day and since then I have seen them featured here and there on various blogs but I have yet to see someone point out what I thought was the obvious.
Don’t get me wrong, using little candy disk on the top of a cupcake to indicate the flavor is completely genius not to mention charming. And with flavors like chocolate marshmallow and lemon coconut, I’d love to taste one of these mini cakes in real life. I’m just not sure I could bite into one without blushing.
I don’t know…maybe I have just been nursing the babe too long.


Happy Birthday to Me!

Sometimes periodic library rentals no longer suffice when it comes to a book you can’t get enough of. This is why I decided to not spend my birthday money on something like groceries this year and buy two books that inspire me: Hand Job: A catalog of Type by Mike Perry
A beautiful collection of all handmade text by various artist.

and Whatcha Mean, What’s a Zine? by Esther Pearl Watson/illustrated by Mark Todd—a book about the art of zine making.
The computer is lovely but there is just something magical about creating work with tools you can feel and smell.