The Deadest Week of the Year

The week after Christmas and before New Year's is the deadest week of the year.  I hate it.  

This is the week of the "lists" of the . . . uh "Ten Best Biggest News Stories of the Year" and such.  BORING.  What this week is actually is the week when most of the TV peeps take off and the TV stations bring out the backup crews to run BORING stories like the aforementioned list. Even the politicians take off.  Again, I don't fault them.  They're human too (well, most of them anyway - Michelle Bachmann I suspect is a robot). They too have families, such as it is.  

One thing that is really annoying me this year (tell us Ron) is the CONTINUING  "HO! HO! HO!" Santa Claus commercials.  Give us a break advertisers!  We've been hearing "HO! HO! HO!" since before Labor Day.  God, I am SO SICK of "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" and seeing that car with the big red bow on the top.  I don't even know what the make of that car is, which just goes to show you how bad a commercial that is.

So, instead of using TV as my background wallpaper, I'm reduced to playing the Beautiful Music station on my DIREC-TV whilst I feed my face (breakfast, lunch and dinner).  The one saving grace I have this time of year is that I'm watching a new DVD series from my Netflix rentals.  "The Wire".  Oh I DO love this series.  I was going into withdrawal after binge watching "Breaking Bad."  Thank goodness I have a new diversion.  Everyday day, when darkness descends on the Delaware landscape, I eat dinner then retreat to the Tipton Cinema (my bedroom with my 60 inch flat screen TV and surround sound system) and immerse myself in the corrupt and very interesting world of Baltimore drug trade, dock activity and police mechanizations.  I LOVE IT!