A Boy and His TV
To start this fascinating story, you need to know my dad works as a salesman. He works for a company that produces various machines used in car body and frame repair. Their main product is this big, expensive machine that actually unbends and reshapes car frames after they've been mangled in a particularly bad accident. They also sell some kind of not as expensive diagnostics computerThat's not important though. What's important is that the company offered any employees who could make a certain amount of money for the company a free plasma TV. My dad, being a big fan of television as well any form entertainment that doesn't require much movement (and I can hardly blame him, since he's traveling all the damned time), decided to work his butt off to acquire said plasma television. Long story short (and it would be even less of a story than it already is if he failed), the TV showed up at our door on Tuesday. It's quite the sexy beast, if I do say so myself.
There's not much more I can say, except that HDTV is awesome. Also, what sort of dork would I be without taking pictures of me watching Spider-man 2 and playing Half-Life 2 and Duke Nukem 3D on it? Not much of one, that's for sure.
