We finally got rid of our TV

It's been my idle fantasy over many years to not own a television set. Somehow the moment never seemed right to take the decisive step—final disposal.

Amidst the many slingings of furniture and boxes associated with our recent kitchen remodelling and repainting project, I at last saw the opportunity to strike. With Gloria's silent approval, I hauled the TV out to the dump along with other unworthy artifacts from the early- to mid-1990s, when we moved into our current house.

It cost me $15 to leave our TV at the dump. I cannot say I wish it well.

Long ago, we decided we wouldn't spend money on cable TV in our house. That has meant 10 years of rabbit ears and various fiddlings, mostly to get crummy stuff, and certainly not much worth staring at through static. Over time, pieces broke off the rabbit ears. I found one today while moving the huge piece of furniture in our living room that we've always called THE TV THRONE.

The only TV shows I would say I 'enjoy' are COPS, America's Funniest Home Videos, The Bachelor, and Curb Your Enthusiasm, which we don't get, anyway. So it's not too hard to let go.

I first tried to take it to Goodwill, but they said they don't take TV sets. Nor would they take the simple little coffee table that had served us for many years. Only a pair of ancient stereo speakers and a hot plate met their cut.