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More Electronics
My husband has an ailment that by all indicators is rampant in this country, and spreading to most of the free world. It's an unnatural affinity for electronics, and it can be very dangerous if not kept in check by a strict regimen geared toward long-term management. To the best of my knowledge, it is incurable, even by bankruptcy. It also tends to be genetically based, and carried almost exclusively on the Y chromosome, right next to the gene that causes them to hog the remote.
It unfortunately came out of remission this month when he suddenly felt the urge to rush out and buy a bigger/better/faster/more manly hard disk drive for the computer. But it came in a small box, and therefore wasn't all that satisfying. Even after he went back for the matching modem.
Unsated, he purchased a DVD player. We'll be spending the weekend hooking it up and admiring it, I suppose. I can't tell you how very much we NEEDED this piece of equipment. How vital it is to our very survival, and how much it will ultimately add to the quality of our lives. Like, after we throw out our hundreds of videos and replace them, at great expense, with DVDs, we can then "Pause" the movie, and (get this!) NOT have LINES through the picture!!!
Maybe someone can illuminate me on this particular manifestation of testosterone. The way I see it, men go out maybe twice a year and buy a bunch of expensive black metal boxes with knobs and plugs - which look exactly like all the other ones they have at home - and somehow, this is supposed to relieve some of the hormonal pressure. I, myself, just take an Aleve during these "times"…
At first I found it particularly confusing, on account of it seems more like "Gathering". But after closer examination, and intensive scientific research on body language of guys visiting "Best Buys" last Thursday, I've recognized the subtleties of their "Hunt":
Stalk unit, choosing likely target based on its potential to feed the tribe (ego), but taking into account size of spear (credit limit).
Kill (purchase) unit, and drag off to trunk for transport and butchering (unpacking).
Skin kill (remove Styrofoam and bubble wrap).
Quarter and hang (install).
Perform victory dance (same).
Oh, and as if this DVD isn't enough, now he's bugging me for the model number on my cellular phone (which I never use.)
I said, "You're not going to do some fool thing like trade it in or buy a new one, are you? You just got the DVD!"
He replied, "But guys get headaches if they don't 'get' enough. C'mon, honey, give me the number. The headaches, they're so baaaaaaad!" And brightly added, "What's your favorite color?"
"Red. And I think I'm seeing it."
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