In honor of Castro’s retirement (and because pretty soon Castro jokes won’t make sense anymore):
I would like to take a few seconds to say that I am so utterly sick of Paris Hilton and the Paris Hilton Adoration Network, formerly known as E! Entertainment Television. Who the f* cares how many birthdays the rich little beanpole had? Really, can no one think of one single more interesting thing with which to fill airtime?
I can’t believe that, in this day and age of digital this and that, I am being held hostage by a temperamental VCR. An analog, no-nonsense, not-even-stereo VCR at that. Nevermind that I only require its services but once a week, when I (attempt to) tape the Sopranos for a friend. Do you think perhaps machines have a soul? Has my trusty little bessie had enough of the senseless violence and stereotype-mongering it’s forced to faithfully record, week after week?