Why You Shouldn’t Place Bets on the Probability that Other People Will Stay Healthy

Let me first say that I hate hospitals.  I realize they are a wonderful thing, but I prefer to avoid them.  I spent a lot of time in hospitals as a kid.  Not because there was anything wrong with me, but because I had an accident-prone baby brother.  Accidents involving bikes, cars, fire, wood chips, glass — for someone who has been known to faint at the sight of blood, it wasn’t the most ideal situation for me (probably even less so for my brother.)  But I was cautious, and for the most part have managed to avoid being there for myself.

But now, my turn.

Pop Culture Binge

Quality Family Time

I think I’ve mentioned before that I don’t have a TV.  I’d love to say it’s for some noble reason, because really, I do approve of all the noble reasons: the anti-consumerism, anti-rudeness-masking-as-comedy, anti-sit-in-front-of-a-box-and-miss-out-on-several-years-worth-of-life, anti-violence, anti-laughtrack, anti-paying-Telus-more-than-I-already-do reasons.  Those are all good reasons.

But none of those is my real reason.  My real reason is that I am a TV addict.  If I start watching it, I will keep watching it until my eyes burn, I am starving, and my ass has become one with the couch.