Love My TiVo
I do. I really do.
The other two hombres and I met as students at a university known for its football team and its music school. Of the trio, I was the only one to get particularly excited about the football team (Teo being more into the Cubbies and Vinnissimo being more into Omar Hakim solo records) and remain something of a die-hard fan.
My beloved team is playing their archrivals tonight and I was able to review my son's math homework, have dinner with the family, do laundry, and wash the dishes without stressing about missing the game. Why? Because I have TiVo grabbing it for me and I just pause the game while I do what I need to and then come back when I'm ready. I fast forward through the commercials and the dead time during halftime and I'm more or less watching the game in real time.
God bless the good people of TiVo.
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Postscript: Beloved Alma Mater U. lost to Archrival State. Dang.
I was there. It sucked. We suck. I got beer spilled on me. I saw people I never want to see in my life again. I'm old and I'm never going to the OB again. Now where's that copy of Bright Sized Life I was wanting to listen to?
Omar
Dang
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