We have the technology

Just a quickie for Sunday morning, but thought it prudent to make people aware that we have stepped into the 21st century in the Williams household by getting our t.v. hooked up to cable. Now, those of you already in the space age who have never known television without cable, this was a big step here. Not having had cable granted us time to do other stuff, but now it's going to be a real test of willpower to see if I can drag my sorry ass from in front of the box to do more than just make a cuppa when the commercials are on - which incidentally, seem to be on all of the time. I quickly realised yesterday that cable means 60 plus channels of commercials interspersed with tantalising snippets of t.v. shows. You end up never seeing a complete program if you have my limited attention span (or maybe it's a lack of patience) as when the third set of adverts comes on within ten minutes you can't help but flick channels and get sucked into some other show/lingerie commercial, and by the time you remember you were watching something else, you've lost it in the myriad of channels. There are some shows which can keep my attention for the entire duration though - as cable now delivers shows that I never knew existed but which transfix me, mouth wide open, as I ask why is this on tele? Shows such as a French Canadian show where smartly dressed men play Jenga; A show with woodcutting lumberjacks stood on a chunk of log racing to cut it in half between their legs with very fine axe wielding skills; and a show dedicated to airing camera footage from police cars, of horrendous car crashes as villains attempt to flee from the law. And I've only had cable for a day, so just imagine what I've yet to find; what delights of useless broadcasting are going to hypnotise me into a drooling puddle on the couch this Sunday afternoon! All these shows that I never knew I needed. You've gotta love the space age!

Asides from that, my bike has gained the technology of a cadence computer (a little clock that counts how fast your feet are pushing the pedals around). It seemed like a good idea at first, but it's an evil little bugger that I'm convinced is trying to kill me as it constantly sends me a guilt trip suggesting that I could be pedalling a bit faster, no a bit more, just a little bit faster - I was close to ripping the bloody thing off my handlebars yesterday as I rode (rather quickly) along Horse Creek - but fortunately for the cadence killer, my seat fell off (not for the first time) and my attention became more focused on not kebabing myself onto my seatpost.

Work is still what it is (not happy holiday time), the weather is becoming a little more November like - highs of 1 and 0 forecast this week with snow late on, and I'm off on the avalanche course with Brad next weekend which should be good - then into the wilds.....

Hope all you techno geeks are well,

Now where's the remote?

S&S.

p.s. Make sure you wrap up really well if you're camping in the cold...........