PPV ties you down to not just a cable-connected house...

Well, I'm on satellite, but your point is good. The distinction being that PPV is (generally, or in my case, anyway) recorded for future re-watch. The One-View-One-Fee thing is defeated.

PPV isn't an option at our house because we don't have cable. So, netflix it is. Plus, better selection at netflix.

So, something I purchased (sadly not the shuffle) on the Apple website yesterday just got here. At 10:00 AM. That is crazy. (esp. since I didn't specify super speedy delivery).

But our class is tied to money rather than family.

The distinction being that PPV is (generally, or in my case, anyway) recorded for future re-watch.

Is that legal? How does it help the creator more than renting?

That is crazy.

That's like Netflix speed!

Not very work-safe. What if you liked wearing fuzzy suits but you wanted to be a human?

That is just wrong.

I only have one screen connected to the cable box. So even if I don't leave home, I can't watch movies in my bedroom without DVD or nefarious downloading involved. Not to mention airplanes or train stations or on vacation.

Mooooom, ita's making me yearn for an on-the-go lifestyle!!

Seriously, when the kid gets a little older, we'll have a laptop and a DVD player in the minivan, so buying DVD's will be de rigueur, I'm sure.

Okay, so this morning, the maintenance guys were refilling the sprinkler system, and set off the fire alarm, so the entire building had to clomp down the stairs and stand outside in the subzero deep freeze with our breath pluming in the air.

And now there's this incredibly strong chemical smell coming from the studio and leaking into my office, and it seems to pushing me toward a migraine.

Case in point: Last night I watched the Lon Chaney Phantom of the Opera. Copyright 1925.

I use Netflix to get access to movies I can't find in Hollywood Video. Even if this is available on pay-per-view, which I very much doubt, Cheney's heirs aren't getting one thin dime.

shrift, I'm beginning to wonder if you're on a hidden camera show. Or if God has found a new substitute for Job.

But our class is tied to money rather than family.

Almost completely nowadays. Racism lives, but you can transcend a lot of it if you make enough dough. And while the WASPs still have their happy little world they're they only one who gives a damn about it anymore -- nobody else reads the "socitety" pages or gives a darn who this years most stunning debutante is besides the parties in question.

The trailing edge, ita's 273 flicks, Kat's "they ain't no PPV around these parts" (my phrasing. Sorry, Kat) thing: I bet you can buy that DVD for money very close to the rental price, even now.