I broke my television silence rule and dragged the many-headed beast directly into my bedroom last Sunday and hunkered deep down under the covers to watch my DVD box set of Firefly.
Like most people I'd not kept up with it when it was on (if it was even on a channel my speaker-wire-as-rabbit-ear system receives). It was the last of my reluctances after slowly surrendering to Buffy the Vampire Slayer and then Angel; it being another of the Joss Whedon-created shows. But Western in Space? I mean, come on!! But sure enough, like every other Whedon/DVD interface I gave in and drifted through all 14 episodes in the next 3-4 days. If you TV binge how do you TV purge?
The television went back into its cold storage last night, though. I'm trying to map out some creative work to dive into pre-Xmas crush. It's going slowly, but going... slowly.
John tried to give me a boost after breakfast... but I'm not sure my body is strong enough for his hardcore techniques:
Beware!!
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