Guess what I'm doing at night, these days? CROSSWORD PUZZLES AND KNITTING! Yep, you read it right. My other option is reading. There's a common denominator here, and it's not just the reading glasses. It's the uncool element.
What is happening to me?? Okay, I won't deny a lifelong interest in knitting and reading -- do I get points for the latter, at least? -- but crossword puzzles? What's next -- harping about the unsuitability of television programming?? I've already started that. Don't get me going about Reality TV, mean spiritedness, and the systematic erosion of compassion and decency through media.
Yet, here's the irony: I love watching Glee occasionally, but last night's episode made me cringe. I tried not to, but I couldn't help it. There are just some things I have negative viseral responses to, and I honestly don't know if I can blame it on conditioning. I did grow up in a more reserved era in a more reserved locale (the Midwest), and I even squirm a little when there's a heated, tongue-omnipresent kiss between heterosexuals on TV, but last night's Glee was a game-changing, epiphanic episode for me. I'd like to blame it on good old generational stoicism, but I just don't know.
I might be a fake. I might even have faked myself out, with my openminded posturing. My social filter does clog at some point, and it can even happen in my own living room.
Regardless of the explanation, it's clear I'd better stock up on yarn, books, and crossword puzzles. My list of watchable television programs, like my near-sightedness, is rapidly diminishing.
Sorry kids. I just gave you another thing to love me in spite of.
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