This Is How We Watch TV.

You know my feelings on the evils of television, children. But still, your father and I fall prey to its siren song from time to time. Unfortunately, we cannot fall prey to that song via our actual TV, which does not get NBC, but rather via Hulu (and thus the Internet), which plays all the hit NBC comedies to which we fall prey. (Could somebody diagram that sentence for me?)

So here's what it takes for your parents to relax and watch, say, this week's 30 Rock:


Milk crate plus laptop plus speakers (plus tissue box, for the sniffly one, though no names shall be named). Notice the "real" TV sulking in the background. What a whiner!