electric relaxation

One of my perennial New Year’s resolutions is to live large. I mean like f–king large, cash money millionaire large, 24’s on the Range large. I’m pretty resigned to the fact that it’s not really going to happen; I think at the end of the day, I don’t have the stomach (or the heart) to actually partake in the sort of wanton excesses documented by the contents of my iPod.

Every now and then, however, an opportunity comes along that’s just too stupid to pass up. Hence, the 50″ plasma which now occupies about a quarter of my living room. It’s just about 300% too much TV for my apartment.

Of course, one might argue that a man of our times hasn’t truly lived until he’s seen HD pornography from the courtside seats, so to speak: it brings a whole new meaning to the phrase “larger than life”.

P.S.
The dinky little silver TV is my old 30″ Sharp. Clearly no longer fit for the first world.