I like the television. I also like reading, going outdoors, exercising... all of those things that people neglect when presented the opportunity to watch TV. It's just that I really do like the television.
So sue me.
Monday night presents me with a unique dilemma: too many options. Normally, as my roommates will gladly attest, I am content to sit in front of the TV and flip through the channels in a seemingly-endless loop, complaining all the while that there is nothing on. Occasionally, in a fit of desperation, I'll plead "please stop sucking!" - sometimes I try to command "stop sucking now!" - but inevitably the TV does not stop sucking.
This is not the case on Monday nights at 8. There's Chuck on NBC, which is tempting, in that cute "turn off your brain, here comes an hour of boobs and explosions" way.
On BBCAmerica, if you're lucky enough to get it, there is Top Gear. I would describe this programme as a cross between a car commercial, a teenage boy's asexual fantasy, and a standup comedy special... all with a budget that is way too big for its own good. Want to compare insanely expensive supercars both on a test track and in the narrow back-alleys of Paris? Want to see who'd win a bike vs car race between Gee Atherton and Jeremy Clarkson on an urban course in Lisbon? Want to find out exactly how much abuse a Toyota Hilux can take, including flooding, fire, and head-on collisions? Wish you could play 5-on-5 soccer with cars? Then Top Gear is for you.
Unfortunately for our Limey friends, my affinity for flamboyantly creative car shows is outweighed by my affection for that which is awesome. The people who brought you such gems as "Suit up!", "Legen - wait for it - dary", and my personal favorite, "True story" never fail to impress. They've got plot-lines that are relevant to my life. They've got Doogie f'in Howser hitting on random bar floozies. They've got Cobie Smulders.
Game, Set, Match to How I Met Your Mother.
Of course, there is a fourth option: grade homeworks for the class I'm TAing. Homework, it seems, will always have to wait for 8:30.
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look how lily and robin both have their hands on ted's leg and also note where the barnacle's hand is venturing . . .
i think lily's hand on ted's leg is relevant vis-a-vis tonight's episode (or not, as it were). which reminds me: solid episode tonight. and good post, too.
what do you think the unnamed hand on Chaz' crotch in the previous post is relevant vis-a-vis to?
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