The Duke is down with a fever. Nothing horrendous, but he's spent the day on the couch.
When I was a kid, if you were sick on a weekday, you watched soaps and game shows, until Cowboy Bob and Janie came to your rescue.
My kid was entertained, more or less, for the entire day, and didn't watch one second of live TV. Between Tivo and NetFlix Streaming, he had an endless video jukebox ready to satisfy his fever addled whims.
Airplanes are magical machines. They can take you from one side of the planet to the other, to see wonders of the world, or distant family. But they can also be used to drop bombs.
That's kinda how I feel about Netflix Streaming. It is kinda like magic. Hundreds, maybe even thousands, of movies and TV show episodes delivered on demand, to any computer in the house, including the Wii. Documentaries on far flung topics, Hollywood classics, and some excellent long lost TV, for no additional cost.
However, it is also a delivery vehicle for The Wizards of Waverly Place. My kids have proclaimed this pile "the best show on Disney", which is like being first chair vuvuzela, or best looking leper.
And the episodes just keep coming. I think they produce them as fast as my kids can watch them. That would explain the quality.
Still, I'm glad he wasn't watching General Hospital.
Good running,
Doug
Numbers: 1.4 miles, in a hurry to get back to the boy.
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