the long predicted merger of TV and internet is happening before our eyes.

I don't know. The technology is certainly there, and I think it's possible get your TV via Internet for the most part. But I'm not sure the infrastructure is there for mass adoption. If Netflix streaming is account for 17% of bandwidth usage already, that doesn't bode well.

2) I love watching it on my couch in comfort.

There are many ways to deal with that. One of our "TV"s is actually a computer monitor, and the other one may be an actual TV, but it's being used as a computer monitor. Computers take care of recording and playing media.

Tep, you need to come visit SF again.

I know! It has been TOO LONG!

There's just that very weird, irreconcilable feeling that comes with death: they were here. Now they are not. How does that work? My first lover's body is not in the world anymore. Time and mortality are blank walls of mystery to me right now.

I just got the chills, because that is exactly what I've been thinking, for 4 months now. THEY'RE NOT HERE. But then it makes me feel like a little kid, because isn't that the first hurdle they have to overcome in learning about death? That it means their dog/granddad/coach is no longer here? They don't get it, it isn't fair, it doesn't make sense. (Or, I suppose, I feel like Anya [egad] in "The Body.")

I mean, I don't give a damn if my dealing with/processing issues around death are that of a 6-year-old, but I do find it frustrating. And humbling. I'm so smart, but I can't wrap my brain around death, because the literal fact of it has cut me off at the knees. THEY'RE NOT HERE. And one day *I* won't be, and WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT ABOUT.

That's where my head is. Hence the doubled Wellbutrin dose. So it goes.

I totally need to go look that up. I adore good, creamy eggs and Jacques Pepin, so this combo is of the win!

Jacques teaches us the way of the omelette.

Do you have a recipe for these?

I adapted this recipe and put it in muffin tins. I greased each muffin cup lightly with olive oil. It's basically just whatever stuffing mix you like plus eggs and cream and some cheese.

I'm oddly OK with the idea that I won't be here one day. Maybe it's because I believe I'll be somewhere else. Not a fluffy heaven, but somewhere. What annoys me is that the characters in my head will cease to be when I exit this mortal coil.

I can personally vouch for the excellence of Hec's scrambled eggs and garlicky oils and stuffin' muffins.

And I really, really want to ditch the cable and get one of those pretty little Apple TV boxes. They're so tiny and sleek and lickably beautiful.

I adapted this recipe and put it in muffin tins. I greased each muffin cup lightly with olive oil. It's basically just whatever stuffing mix you like plus eggs and cream and some cheese.

That looks good!

I don't know. The technology is certainly there, and I think it's possible get your TV via Internet for the most part. But I'm not sure the infrastructure is there for mass adoption. If Netflix streaming is account for 17% of bandwidth usage already, that doesn't bode well.

I don't think the bandwidth issues will be too huge a barrier. It will ramp up because there will be tremendous market demand.

I've seen a lot of rumblings among buffistae, and NYTimes just had a piece on how to use rabbit ears to nab the new digital signals.

One of the reasons why filesharing took off so quickly with music was because there was tremendous market resentment about the pricing on CDs. They'd been set at a gouge-o-riffic $17 each and the record companies conspired to avoid competition on pricing to drive them down. So the record companies had a brief, super lucrative monopoly for a few years and managed to kill off their entire industry. At least as it had existed.

I'm just seeing a lot of chafing under cable monopolies which makes people feel justified/eager to nab content without paying for it, or just look for workarounds. Netflix is liek that. Hulu is like that. Apple TV represents another workaround.

So the technological pressure is there and the market is there and I think that trend will bust open within the next five years. Probably three.

It's closer than people think. Viewing habits have already skewed that way considerably.

I'm oddly OK with the idea that I won't be here one day. Maybe it's because I believe I'll be somewhere else. Not a fluffy heaven, but somewhere.

I'm sorta' OK with, you know, ceasing to exist some day. I mean, there'll come a time when I cease to be conscious and then never be conscious again.

But as death approaches, who knows - I may feel differently.

DLC is the future--the infrastructure will catch up.