DISCLOSURE: THIS POST MAY CONTAIN AFFILIATE LINKS, WHICH MEANS WE MAY RECEIVE A COMMISSION IF YOU CLICK A LINK AND PURCHASE SOMETHING. PLEASE CHECK OUT OUR DISCLOSURE POLICY FOR MORE DETAILS.
Screen-is Envy I made the trip down to Best Buy yesterday in order to pick up my brand new non-lcd, non-plasma, non-hi-def, non-digital, completely tube 32ââ¬? T.V. I didnââ¬â¢t need more A/V inputs, or 1080i or digital-ready tuner or any of that; the single reason for this purchase was the plain and simple fact that I couldnââ¬â¢t completely enjoy the experience of Enter The Matrix on my 25ââ¬? tube.
Anyway, my wife and I picked out our new baby from the rows of 32ââ¬â¢s, took a hit on the Visa and headed out to the pickup truck so the Best Buy boy could load it up. Truth is, we could have gone bigger, but our entertainment center is a big constraint, and 32 is the largest size that fits. At least, that’s what I would soon be telling myself. As Iââ¬â¢m pulling up to the front door, she makes a comment about how big it is going to be or what a tight fit it will be or something like that and we notice that the guy in front of us, along with three minions, is just finishing loading his 65ââ¬? widescreen rear-projection HDTV with 2-tuner PIP into the back of his pickup. Not that I was looking, or anything, but you couldnââ¬â¢t help but notice it just hanging out there. Now, Iââ¬â¢m not an excessively proud or jealous man, but I started doing the math in my head: We donââ¬â¢t necessarily have to make the house payment next month and the kids seem well fed enough that they could make it on a lot less food, but I just couldnââ¬â¢t justify spending roughly 8 times more on twice the screen real estate. So I did what any normal guy would do: I mentally attacked his manhood.
Okay, I felt a little better about myself. Since the Spurs are in the Western Conference finals, I further consoled myself with the thought of a close up of Gregg Popovich in high definition on a screen the size of Rhode Island. That’s enough to make your skin crawl. After we hoisted my adequately-sized purchase into the back of the pickup, I noticed that we were having some really nasty weather to the north, so I tarped the box and bungied the tarp so it wouldnââ¬â¢t blow off. When we got on the highway heading north toward the dark clouds, we noticed Mr. 65 heading north with us. His TV didnââ¬â¢t have a tarp over it. There was rain ahead. I felt a whole lot better about myself. |
Comments are closed.