"It's Kabletown...with a 'K'"

Is that Ikea? Very nice. 

Cable TV is both ubiquitous and, if you don't count TLC, innocuous. That is, of course, until you live alone in a partially submerged cave that has never been fitted for cable lines and is protected by historical building regulations that disallow satellite dishes.  Being locked out of the system is like not having a brain hole to plug into the Matrix with.  What are you supposed to do? 

Thankfully, I have been lucky enough to enjoy all of the best aspects of cable without the worst aspect, i.e, the bill. I just want take a moment to personally thank the hardworking team of people that help me avoid paying for cable, whose tireless commitment to my parsimony keeps me free of the Comcast-Verizon axis of evil. 

First, I want to thank Mike from Radio Shack, who reminded me that you can still get television for free if you buy an antenna, and for looking away politely when I asked who would have to hook that service up.

Thanks to the good people at Nintendo for letting the Wii start dating Netflix. And thank you, Tom, for giving me the Wii before you left for Brazil or wherever the hell you went. I forgive you for being a douche.

I want to give a shout out to the guy on Megavideo, who really takes his time providing the high-def version of The Walking Dead every Monday after it airs, and to the guy who steadfastly posts that link on Sidereel five minutes later, because he knows, as I do, that you can never find anything on Megavideo itself.

Also, to the person who chops up the BBC broadcast of Merlin into neat little pieces and puts it on YouTube so that I won’t have to wait a year for it to reach the Colonies: all I know is that your name is VampyreGirl18, but I wish I knew more, so that I could let you know what that means to me, and perhaps propose marriage.

And thank you to that teenage blogger in what I assume is either in suburban Maryland or China, who posts the best links to watch True Blood. I really appreciate that, and while I am never going to send you the donation you request because, seriously get real, I want you to know that I love your work.

And Hulu. It’s complicated, I know. Do you remember our halcyon days, back when you used to have all the episodes of Always Sunny? We used to spend hours together on rainy Sunday afternoons, just staring into each other’s faces until we fell asleep. But now, you seem so far away. All these rules, rules, rules about when my shows come on.  And now we don't even have Caprica. What happened to us?

I’d be nothing without each and every one of you. You are true heroes.