Dear Readers and Friends,

I have returned, for a brief period in time. Things have been busy in my life, to say the least. However, I am taking a moment to return to my blog, its been neglected and now its getting dusty.

First things first, they have CDs at the library to check out. Sure, I've known about this for a while now, but it's always been the same old thing: operas, classical music, jazz, and the like. Don't get me wrong, I love those three types, but after a while it gets a bit old. However, I recently checked out Justin Timberlake's solo album. Who knew the library was this hip? Not me. I didn't get a chance to peruse the rest of the library collection, but knowing that JT is in the mix is good enough for me to want to go back.

Second of all, TV shows on DVD is great until you start believing you live the life on screen. Whoever decided to put seasons upon seasons of TV shows on DVD must be rolling in money. It's the greatest thing ever: you watch your favorite shows when you want, without the commercial interruptions. No longer do you schedule your life around your favorite shows, you dictate when you want to watch them. Everything is just fine and dandy until you start feeling like you don't get enough in one episode. You have to watch two, or three...or even four. What makes it worse are those damn cliff hangers. You're always thinking, "After this episode, I'll go to bed." But no! Those cliff hangers make you want more, they make you stay up and watch the next episode until whatever the current issue is gets resolved. What are there, like, seven to eight episodes on one disc? Three or more discs in one season? Before you know it, you're up at three am like a zombie trying to figure out why Carrie and Mr. Big had to break up again.

As much as you hate those commercial interruptions, they just might be the best thing for you to keep you sane. It breaks up the drama of a show, giving you doses of our materialistic and capitalistic society in 3 to 4 minute blocks. One minute you're watching Jennifer Garner kick some dude's ass, the next minute you're learning how Celebrex can help change your life, despite the unpleasant side effects (which, is another blog on its own). These doses of reality keep you in check, reminding you that even though Sydney works in Los Angeles, and just because you happen to work and live in Los Angeles and have driven by the same places that she's kicked ass at, you are NOT Sydney Bristow. And when the hour is up, you go back to living your life as a channel changer, not an FBI agent, no matter how much you think you can kick ass according to next week's previews. Especially with those costumes. That's hot.

In the DVD world, it's not so easy to separate life from fantasy. There are no commercial breaks spoon feeding you doses of reality. You're not waiting for an entire week to find out what happens, thriving on 30 second previews throughout the week. (And even then, those previews can be VERY misleading at times...especially on FOX.) In the DVD world, you're on your own. Theres nothing to stop you. Before you know it, you think you're a master ass kicker, even though you've really been the master of sitting on your ass for the last few hours. Or, you're wondering when Big will come back from Paris to sweep you off your feet.

Thus, the question is, "Is TV on DVD the greatest thing in the world? Or is it best to let the networks dictate when you watch your favorite shows?"

In the end, you're typing in front of the computer, watching the words form as you type, asking big open ended questions, pretending to be a hotshot columnist with an obsession for fashion and shoes.

Oh how I wish I had curly hair.