TV in Bed Thoughts, by Sexier Me

One thing I need to be more aware of is what channel is on the tv when I go to sleep. Most nights, as I'm drifting off I watch a lil Nick at Nite, be it Rosanne or The Cosby Show, whatever. I've noticed what happens is the next morning when I get up and turn on the tube, now because it's the morning it's back to being a little kids channel. Nickelodeon. That's not gonna work - what if, and let's take a walk to dreamworld here, I have a lady friend over late-night? Maybe she wakes up before I do, maybe she never got to fall asleep thanks to her absurd, bordering on the dangerous orgasms not subsiding until morning and she flips on the tv. So now she's like "what the...I just fucked a dude who watches 'Rugrats'? oh, HELL no!" and she'll never be on board for a booty call again. Or, god forbid, I die in bed. Cops etc come to get me, you know how it is, lottsa standing around, one of em prolly flips on the tv. "This stiff watched 'Spongebob Squarepants'?!!!" I can't get a little dignity on my deathbed, even? Bad enough when they find my porn. And by "find" I mean "walk into my room."

So I need to have a default fall asleep channel. I guess it's PBS, but it can't be my #1 channel since it's 13, and I can't have that hanging over me while I sleep.  - XMASTIME

This article here isn't anywhere near as entertaining as that blast from Xmastime past, but it's a salient point I've come to understand myself after over 10+ years now of no cable, that ball of inertia that grips us when we just wanna kinda fade out for a bit without being personal professional program directors:

There was a promise inherent in the idea of cutting the cord, the notion that it would be a freeing experience, eliminating the bloat and high costs of cable packages and streamlining our access to only the entertainment we want. And I’m sure that, for many viewers, it has been just that. But after cutting the cord, I’ve found that I, a FOMO-addled TV obsessive, just keep accumulating subscriptions in pursuit of something I now realize I always took for granted: the finite structure of the cable-guide listings and the associated experience of falling asleep to infomercials, B movies, and Snapped reruns. Yes, cable gave us price gouging and disappointment. But it also made picking your bedtime programming a whole lot easier.