Cutting Cables

We canceled cable. It's kind of weird, actually, after all these years of being connected to dozens and dozens of channels...

Even when C and I had an apartment, we had "cheap" cable, which meant we had channels 1-28. All it meant was that we watched the HGTV network all the time, and I was bored with everything they had.

Then, of course, when we moved into our home, we ordered the regular schedule of cable channels. 1-70 or so, and some high def ones.

For years that's what we had, but when Logan was born, we decided we didn't want our son addicted to television. At least not so early in his life.

The transition hasn't been that difficult, even though I thought it would be. Tonight, after Casey went to bed, I briefly had forgotten we got rid of cable. I thought about turning on ESPN to see what was up in the world of sports.

I chuckled when I realized we didn't have ESPN any longer - and I suprised myself when I realized I didn't really care. .That I was, in fact, relieved that we didn't.

Because most of what we see on cable sucks. It's all driven by commercials... loads and loads of commercials that I could truly do without.

So right now, I'm going to grab a book (Stephen King's Under the Dome) and read a story to end the night. A small part of me still cares about Favre's surgery and what it means for the next NFL season... a small part of me still wants to watch the History channel in the guise that it might make me smarter... and part of me still wants mindless entertainment.

Yet that part of me is slowly dying, and I'm pretty happy about it. I can only hope to show Logan that there is much more to this life than television and commercials...