Blasted Early Morning Infomercials

I'm waiting for a CD to burn so I wander in to the living room to take a peek at what's on the boob tube. Cheers is on. Great show. But I change the channel anyway.

I arrive on some strange 70's set where two twits are discussing some of the greatest music of the 70's. I was beginning to wonder if somehow we ended up with Much More Music, but, alas, just as I was about the check the channel, those bastards tried to sell me something.

I have been infomercialized.

It's really upsetting. They had a 'Best Of' CD for each year of the 70's. They repeatedly played my favourite 70's hits. They even had me considering purchasing this set. I came to my senses when they finally told me the price.

5 easy payments of 29.99.

Plus 12.95 shipping and handling.

In US dollars of course.

Easy payments my ass. They are constantly mocking my lack of funding for such grand expenditures. The crazy thing is, I didn't even exist in the 70's. I was born in '82. Of course, it's hardly difficult to blame me for betraying the 80's for the 70's. Most 80's music tends to be played on a whim or as a source of bad humour these days.

Sad really.