Throw out the TV!

There was a time when I would come home from work, turn on the television, stumble off to bed when it was bedtime, and wake up the next morning to start the whole cycle over again.

Wake up, go to work, come home, watch TV, go to bed.

Very few shows do I actually remember from those days -- shows like "Good Times" and "Little House on the Prairie," "Wheel of Fortune," "60 Minutes," "CSI," "Alias," "The Cosby Show," "Home Improvement," and....

Okay, I remember a LOT of those shows. But I don't actually remember specific episodes; what they were about; how things turned out in the end; the moral of the story.

Wouldn't you think I'd remember those things, especially since watching television played a major role in my life?

But I don't remember. Which tells me that I wasted a lot of good time when I should have been out there in the world making a difference, or at least being "active" in my own life instead of "passive."

Yes, those shows were entertaining; yes, they made me laugh and cry; yes, I thought they were the best things since sliced bread.

But they're gone. Gone and canceled. And only I remain.

So I threw out my TV. Well, I didn't really throw it out. I just don't have cable, satellite, or anything else that would cause me to waste oodles of perfectly good time.

Nowadays, I'm a part of my own life, and not just a member of the studio audience.

And I finally have the best seats in the house!