I had a strange dream last nigh. I think that my mind must have been thinking about our study of Exodus at Renovatus, and you’ll see why.
We (my wife, child, and I) were taking a walk through a nearby neighborhood admiring all the homes. We were pointing out which ones we would like to own and which ones we thought needed a good cleaning. It started when we noticed one family sitting in their living room in a circle around a golden idol. The idol was shiny and beautiful. We thought it weird, but continued on. Soon, however, we noticed another family doing the same. What’s up with these golden statues? Two houses later we were able to look in and see that they had idols in every visible room! It was freaking us the freak out. Not only did this family congregate in the living room around this freaky idol, but they kept them in every room of the house!
At this point it was no longer about the beautiful walk with the fam, no, we were now on a mission to learn as much as we could about the strange statues. It was well past dinner time when we went for our walk, but as dreams go, there were a few families eating their steak and potatoes. However, instead of eating them around a table they ate them before their statue. It was as if their meal time was being offered up as some sort of sacrifice. Little talking happened between the family members, but instead they listened to what the idol had to say. One man wandered out to the street to take out the garbage and I plucked up the courage to ask him some questions about this phenomenon. He said that it wasn’t an idol. He said that it was just fun to look at, that it was entertaining and shiny. He also said that it made his life easier ’cause it told him what to wear, how to live his life, what was cool, what wasn’t, what marriage was supposed to look like, who to vote for, and generally just how to think. He noticed the strange look on my face and asked if I had yet to purchase my “gold” as he called it. I told him that I probably wouldn’t get one ’cause I would prefer to find better things to do with my time. He called me weird and crazy among other things.
Oh, wait a second, that wasn’t a dream. That was last night on 25th and G Street. Since when did spending 1/4 of our out of bed life watching TV become normal?* It’s ridiculous. It’s foolish. And it’s the norm.
* The average American watches around 4 hours of TV a day. So if you sleep 8 hours a day and are awake for 16 that means that one quarter of your entire life is spent in worship of that stupid box. Even worse is that you go to work for 8 hours a day…hmmm…8(work)+8(sleep)+4(tv)=20. That leaves you with 4 hours a day to eat, shower, drive, read, talk, write, walk, play with your kids, make love to your wife, play your xbox, do the dishes, and write your blogs!
i hate it. it's awful. my children (4 & 9) automatically turn the television on when we enter the room, and the adults have to turn it off and tell them to do something else. and it's our fault. me and the mister created this and it's just horrid.
i knew from the get-go of that dream that it was a tv rant. i dont like tv much any more…we have a few different shows that we are faithfull to and we worship them and call them "the almighty". but weve started doing other things like going to movies, reading magazines like "us weekly" and "star" and playing on the interent for hours at a time. lol. not really…but we do…but not really…but we do a little…
I wanted Ryan to write…"And then I was drawn up into the Third Heaven…and I saw the almighty, the Holy one and all the Angels worshiped and shouted "Holy holy holy is the great "gold" almighty!" Then say…"The ball got dropped in '62….They wouldn't let children pray in school! Violent crime began to rise…the grades got low and the kids got high." Thank you Carmen. You are a wise philosopher, We should date.
Another great post!! Now that football season is upon us the 'gold' will be on more. sad for me :), even thought I do like the game, happy for DH.
Haha! I'm watching the Idol right now! HOWEVER, I have not, and will not, be watching it for 4 hours. …….. Unless a marathon of something really trashy or really nerdy comes on. Examples? The Soup or RickSteves. I can't fight THAT moonlight.
Crap! Ryan…. sometimes i hate your blog… but its like a tractor beam… it always brings me back.The rolo always turns the gold on as soon as we walk in. sometimes i hate it, sometimes i just ignore it, but mostly i just watch it and allow my life to be sucked into Laguna Beach or Dirty Jobs… or south american soccer. my parents always had a rule that the kids couldn't have a tv in our rooms cause they we would never come out. which true… so then i married a man whose family has a tv in every room… so we got a tv for a bedroom. bad idea… and now i never come out of my room.i am sucker.
We don't have a tv. problem solved.
jess, thank you for speaking those words of truth, carmen always cuts right to the heart….
We don't have a tv either. I can tell you this, though, if we did have one I would watch it. The draw is too strong. It's like a tractor beam right to my brain. The only way to go is to get rid of it!
I just noticed that in your fabulous profile pic, it looks like Jess has just spit up on your shoulder…and that she is real happy about it.
Seriously! We're getting rid of our Dish for that very reason. T.V.'s not as much fu to wathc when you have to elctronicly move the antenae around on the roof to find a chanel. We are recording lots of movies before we get rid of it… we have to get our money's worth!I'm glad you blog. you make my blog worth living.
I should look at the screen when I type and also before I publish1
Ryan says he doesn't have a tv, but it is a lie. he does have one. a little one. a little grayish silver one. He just keeps it in the closet so that no one knows he is just like us, if not worse.he hates tv, but did he not endanger the future of his child's brain development SOLELY for the purpose of watching soccer/ football/ head butt (last night, I totally met a guy who was at that game. awesome.) But I just think that you need to take a step back and look at your life, Ryan. Look at what you are willing to sacrifice for just a little gold. You're a leprechaun just like the rest of us, Ryan. and that's ok. Now, I have to go watch the rest of my show. farewell.
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