TiVoid

So this weekend, a friend and I were lamenting that while it was great and all to be home with the folks....there was something missing. We missed our TiVos. How many times this weekend did I need to pause my TV? Yes, that's right, two million. The coffee grinder, the dishwasher, the doorbell, my mom yelling something about her insulin....whatever. I need rewind, I need pause, I need fastforward. Stupid reality. Stupid realtime. And I just found out dooce agrees with me. It's a brave new world. [I know it's a complete misuse, however it sounds cool, right?]