House, February 9

I didn't start watching the first season. As a matter of fact I only started watching at all by default. Mark had the guys over for what I affectionately refer to as 'Geek Night', I was on baby duty (just Liam in those days) so television was just about the only form of entertainment I could muster with only one arm free. Books get too heavy, magazines are slippery and awkward, forget the laptop. The only show even remotely interesting in that particular time slot was House. After the first episode I was muttering to the TV "Who does this @$$#0!* think he is?" I am now addicted.

I would hate this guy if I met him. He is everything I detest about the stereotypical male, humanity even, rolled into one. He is rude, smarmy, cocky, insensitive, completely self-absorbed and just plain mean. One, however, can't argue with results. As old time pitching great and hall of famer Dizzy Dean once said, "It ain't braggin' if you can do it." So I tune in week after week to see Dr. House once again, discover and treat the rare mysterious illness, but not really grow as a character. Not too many shows can keep an audience with a stagnant character. House is such a train wreck to begin with. You just can't help but watch.

PBS, January 29

PBS is the reason I get anything done. No, really. Before having kids myself I always kind of looked at television before a certain age as a no-no. I imagined it would sap creativity and make kids lethargic and difficult to engage. Now, I think those things don't sound so bad. KIDDING! Now, I know that television can be an amazing tool. Firstly, my kids are actually learning things. Which is good. Secondly, and more importantly :P, I can actually get the dishes done. So, I am eternally grateful to Curious George, Super Why and Sid the Science Kid. Without their help I don't think I'd have a dish to eat off of. Not to mention a folded piece of laundry, a bathroom mirror I could see into, and a kitchen floor that isn't covered in crumbs.

Today's picture is of the boys enjoying their daily dose of PBS. What the heck was I doing taking pictures? There is housework to be done!