Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Marriage 301, Lecture 301: Hooked on Texas
SH: Why don't you want to watch an episode of Friday Night Lights with me? [Note that this is the show that a mere month or two ago, SH had no interest in watching because he did not want to watch 1. a stupid TV show 2. about Texas and 3. football. Oh how the mighty have fallen.]
Me: Because I am sleepy. I've been sleepy all day. I want to go to bed.
SH: It's only 42 minutes long!
Me: No it's not. You pause the show to get more wine. [Because he can pour only one inch of wine into his glass at a time. No more than that! Noooo! Wine people probably understand the one-inch limitation, but practical people who are watching TV in the basement while the open wine bottle is upstairs in the kitchen do not.]
Me: And then you pause it to ask, "What did he say? What did he say?" And then you don't believe me when I tell you, so you rewind.
Me: And then you pause it to ask me why Smash is trying to get a walk-on tryout, even though it has been only two days since you saw the episode where that was explained!
Me: By the time you are done pausing, it's over an hour. Then you have to organize and grade your hangers by wire gauge and do all kinds of piddly tasks because you can't stand to leave any disorder when you go out of town and then you pack and then it's midnight before we turn out the lights. That's why I don't want to watch.