What I'm Watching:
Conundrum of all Conundrums
Take Sunday night for example, it was the night of a WWE paperview but also a brand new episode of Game of Thrones. Being that I treat WWE like a real sport, in that I don't like watching after it's already aired live, as usual (except for when Breaking Bad was on) I chose Rasslin over my Sunday night show. However, after the paperview was done, I was ready to catch up on the latest adventures in Westeros. I even had two options for viewing it, I could watch it on the DVR or On Demand. But oh wait, no remote. "Tyler," you're saying "don't you have an TV you can control with your voice?" Why yes, you, I absolutely do and you know how much that helps me? None.
I can turn on the TV, turn it off, change the channel and go to whatever meaningless apps I want but I can't access the DVR which holds my TV shows on it. It's almost like I'm being blackmailed by my own remote. Did I not pay enough attention to you? Are you jealous of how much you're being neglected in favor of just using voice commands? Is this how you're taking it out on me? Am I directly talking to a remote on my blog?
I had legal means to watch Game of Thrones the night of airing but they were not working. And social media is a bitch. I had to resort to illegal torrenting just to be able to watch the episode. Are they still getting points for me DVRing it? Yes. Did I try many different routes in order to watch it legally? Of course. Yet if I were to be dumb enough to leave the torrent open and seed out on an unsecure server, I could potentially be sued by HBO. All because I lost my remote and am impatient.
I really need to go outside more.
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