Lots of us rent movies. I don't. When I was recovering from surgery, a friend gave me a subscription to Netflix. That was pretty cool, but really I could have lived without it. I'm watching less TV too. Something now or then on TCM, a few reruns of classic, comedic shows like Seinfeld or Frasier, and if the Red Sox make the summer interesting their games will fill my evenings. That's about it. Pretty sad, huh. The silver screen? There isn't a movie right now that I'd say I have to see. I've pretty much become a slave to this machine I'm staring at and typing on right now. I can't say I'm proud of this fact either. I'm really going to try to back away soon. I won't go cold turkey, but there are other things I want and need to do. I like to play a bit of the blame game, when it comes to time on the laptop. As you know, winters are long up her in my corner of the world... ok, you're not buying that? Me neither. Exercise? Next topic. By the way, Mad Men returned last night. Don't call me at 9 PM Sundays. I really don't want to broach this subject, but did I see Heidi Klum in a commercial last night as Mrs. Robinson from the Graduate? Was she sexily hawking a bourbon, triple cheese burger? Maybe I'll give TV another shot.