Thursday, August 16, 2012
Ready for November Yet?
But we were moving to Michigan and while I used the free cable that we had in Florida, we aren't about to pay for it ourselves if we have a say. Nope. I have a $7.99 Hulu subscription that can get me through marathon sewing sessions with re-runs of Once Upon a Time, and I only have to watch one commercial at commercial breaks and there has always been a vague attempt to ask "was this commercial relevant to you" or "which commercial would you like to watch" to tailor the ads to things viewers are actually looking to buy (although it sometimes seemed that every single non-chocolate related ad was relevant, since I won't be buying a car or a new phone or any sort of music device anytime soon, unless we won Power Ball last night with the ticket we got Paul for his birthday and are unknowingly 320 million dollars richer... and since my yahoo news ticker isn't announcing a new unclaimed winning ticket in Michigan, I think that's probably unlikely now...).
Anyways, yesterday I was finishing the last of the kitchen boxes and wasn't in the best of moods. We love this house, and the owner put a ton of work into it, but it's old and coated with dust and has required quite a bit of elbow grease in each room and I was pretty exhausted (and I was frantically battling the dust since Sadie seems to be allergic to everything her skin touches at the moment). I had nearly gotten the downstairs dust free, and was tackling the odds and ends on the counter tops that hadn't been put away, while the room was superheated by the oven as it boiled water for potatoes, and while Mae Bae demonstrated her skills at doing a pull up onto the counter to reach further back to throw things onto the floor and had put on Hulu to try to take my mind off the monotony of cleaning, when I heard an attack ad come on.
I don't know why I was surprised. After all, people pay for cable and satellite and their homes are still inundated with attack ads. And yet, for some reason, I was even more annoyed than I would have been if it had been on tv. Even though it was an attack ad for the candidate I'll be voting for.
It's August and I am already sick of this election. I'm ready to begin the countdown for November, when our little one is expected and when the craziness that is American politics will cease to roar quite as loudly for a couple more years.
Third trimester irritability does not mix well with the last months of the Presidential election craziness.
I wish there was some option where we could pay an extra couple of dollars to have all political ads blocked...