Glued to the Tube

I’m addicted to The Style Network… and channel 145 – that SMS2TV channel.

Henk decided we need DSTV. After watching the umpteenth rerun of Evolution on etv, and fiddling with the booster’s bunny ears to tune SABC3 so that the snow doesn’t give you a migraine… I succumbed and agreed we need to make a plan. Also OK furnishers had a special on for decoders, dish and installation only R1 000. We decided to get the DSTV Compact bundle, since I still think the full package is WAY overpriced.

I learned 3 things. The best shows are on after 9pm. And then they are repeated over the weekend anyway. Except the ones that are one at 11pm; that’s a once off. And I can’t et enough of the interactive game channel. I find myself hopping to channel 145 and rooting for HATER when h/she gets a 6 letter words. I also urge them on to see the words I see and next thing I know I’m thumbing my cell phone and scoring big words in the nick of time. Dreading to see my bill at the end of the month. >_<

I just can’t get over The Style Network though! I can watch the Clean House crew ransack someone’s mementoes and sell them off at the cheapest price. I want to start a business just so that Peter Perfect can come and re-style it. I want a celebrity makeover!! Mind you, I had to wiki Kimora, cause I had no idea who the heck she is. At least I know of the Baby Phat label.

But my ultimate weakness is Dr 910210. I squeal and cringe and pull faces at the procedures, half of them I watch from between my fingers: ek gril my in ‘n hoek in. The transformations are incredible. And it’s no wander people are so sore afterward – have you seen how rough those surgeons work.

If Henk gets a gap he’ll cruise through National Geographic and Animal Planet and the Blitz sports channels. Poor thing is loosing out big time.