After a month of fiddling with online TV viewers of various sorts, not to mention going completely console-less just as video game season was entering full swing, I finally broke down and picked up a TV set today. Luckily for my credit card, I managed to find a cheap store-brand unit on sale. I’m sure that it’s got crappy blacks or grays or whatever it is that TV connoisseurs like to be picky about, but it supports 720p and the normal range of connectors, which is good enough for me. Now I can watch my shows and play my games like a normal person again, and all is right with the world.

Unfortunately, getting an HDTV, even a cheap one, means that I may have to finally learn about the difference between S-Video and Component or whatever, and why HDMI cables seem to be so expensive. And I’m going to have to start getting caught up on the backlog of games — Bioshock, Super Mario Galaxy, Portal, Mass Effect — that I’ve been putting off. That’s all going to keep me busy for a while.

For now, though, I’m just happy to hear my TiVo bleeping and blooping at me again. Hopefully it can tell me which stations are which, because I have no idea what channel anything is on in this town.