Saturday, August 16, 2008

Michael Phelps Broke My TV

I woke up this morning and headed downstairs to watch some Tivoed goodness (i.e. Jamie Oliver's show). I like to fancy myself as a gardener (someday) and a good cook (sorta) - and I always feel inspired by Jamie Oliver. I've only cooked one or two things from his show - I mostly just think about how awesome his food is and then cook the same stuff as always...

Since it has been uncharacteristically cold & rainy here in Boulder, I curled up with a quilt on the couch and convinced the cat to come snuggle with me.  Once Khanyo was all situated on my lap and purring away, I grabbed the remote and turned the TV on.  The TV took its sweet time warming up and once it turned from gray nothingness to a picture a close-up, frozen-in-time picture of Michael Phelps was on the screen. Not thinking much about it, I hit the Tivo button to access my sweet Food Network show.  And nothing happened.  Michael just kept looking back at me with the whole "OMG I just won ANOTHER gold!" stunned look on his face.

I didn't want to disturb the cat to get up and trouble shoot, so I turned the TV off and thought, okay, I'll just snuggle with the cat and enjoy the sound of the rain. And that lasted about two minutes before it was boring.  

Still not wanting to disturb the snoozing cat on my lap, I grabbed the remote again and tried to turn the TV on.  Maybe the TV had thought about what it had done and felt bad and would now behave better.  But then after another round of taking its sweet time to warm up, the TV showed frozen Michael Phelps (OMG I just won ANOTHER gold!).  And then I thought, Will is going to be pissed!

I've been trying to convince Will that the Olympics are awesome for a week now.  The Chinese helped a whole lot with their awesome opening ceremony.  But Will is totally over swimming and gymnastics and the whole Michael Phelps hoopla.  And now, Michael Phelps was frozen on our broken TV because apparently the TV couldn't handle his awesomeness. 

Update:  Will was not happy with Michael Phelps for breaking our TV.  But, Will also didn't have a snoozing kitty in his lap when he found out. So he inspected the TV, forced the Tivo to shut down with some sort of boy-magic, and fixed the solution.  No more Michael Phelps (OMG I just won ANOTHER gold!) staring at us from the TV. 

If there was an Olympic game for fixing the TV, Will would have totally schooled Michael Phelps for the gold.