HDTV, my new girlfriend, vacation...

HD television
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We finally went big-screen a few weeks ago and bought a 42" Vizio LCD TV. I must admit that now I'm so spoiled it's not even funny. I also upgraded my satellite package to HD and watched a rerun of the Super Bowl that day. Since then, I've tended to avoid channels that aren't in HD because they look so crappy on the big screen.
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I've found that the shows that look best in HD are sports of any kind (I found myself watching NBA basketball one afternoon), local news, The Weather Channel (and any radar/graphics of any kind), and the nighttime Price is Right is unreal.
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What disappointed me somewhat was when I plugged in my old DVD player and found the picture to be really grainy and bad. So I went out shopping for one of those HD-upconverting players that takes standard discs and upgrades the signal to near-HD quality. The players are around $50, but what they don't tell you is that the HDMI cable to connect the player to the TV is another $50! Not to worry, though, I looked online and bought that same $50 cable for $4.98 plus shipping through OutletPC.com, forcing Best Buy and Circuit City to bite my ass. $50 for a $5 cable is highway robbery and they should be ashamed of themselves!
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So now I'm all set for another spectacular season of Atlanta Falcons football. Too bad USA Today picked them 32nd out of 32 teams this year.
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The lovely Robin Meade
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Every morning I turn on CNN Headline News, but not to check out the latest news headlines, sports scores or weather. No, no no… I only tune in to ogle Robin Meade. This creature is by far the best-looking woman on national television today. I mean, there are good-looking women, there are great-looking women, and there are drop-dead gorgeous women. And then there's Robin. She's brunette, has flawless skin, a great figure, and long, curvy legs that the director and cameramen seem to enjoy focusing on a lot. And yet, for all of her physical attributes, Robin is not afraid to cackle loudly when something strikes her funny or make a sarcastic aside when need be. She seems as though she would be approachable and a nice person to hang out and have drinks with. (Robin, if you're reading this, prove me right and e-mail me. Drinks at the place and time of your choosing are on me.
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My new TV mistress

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Vacation
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Between my day job, the DJ business, the missus's enterprises and the kids' appointments/parties/social engagements, I gotta get the hell outta here for a while. So I'm unplugging everything at the end of June and heading to Myrtle Beach for a week of relaxation, bikinis and beer.
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Anytime I travel, I pack a small Sony digital radio and research and listen online to the stations I'll hear when I get there. Of particular interest to me is WWXM/Mix 97.7, their 100,000-watt blowtorch CHR station. What I've heard so far sounds really good, like a beach-located Top 40 should sound. It'll sound even better when it's all compressed and processed and coming through my headphones while my fat, happy ass is lying on the beach with the hot sun beating down on me, the smell of Coppertone in my nose, an ice-cold Corona in my hand and young, tan, bikini-clad girls all around. Hell, anything is better with bikini-clad college girls around.
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Top tunes
Rihanna, Take a Bow
Madonna f/ Justin Timberlake, 4 Minutes
Leona Lewis, Bleeding Love
Miley Cyrus, See You Again
Duffy, Mercy