I often think that if I hadn’t moved home when Dad died, I’d have ditched FIOS and moved on to some sort of streaming television/internet combination. (Though, I must admit, it was painful to lose my “free DVR for life” offer when I left the old apartment.) Every two years, the triple-play bill goes up and the available channels go down. But Mom is of the “I need endless channels to surf until I rest on a repeat of Law & Order” generation, and so here I am, a FIOS subscriber without even the benefit of the Oprah Winfrey Network.
I took advantage of Amazon’s weekend sale and some birthday cash to sign up for a year of Prime. I am told, when I log on to the website, that I have been an Amazon customer for fifteen years. Allow me to reminisce about the days of free, super saver shipping when the minimum was twenty-five dollars. I guess I don’t have to worry about that now that I’m part of the two-day shipping club, so perhaps I will spend more of my money at Amazon.
Yesterday I set up my account on the rarely-used-these-days Nintendo Wii and went about the business of adding movies and television to my watchlist. I finally had the opportunity to watch that Carroll Spinney documentary, I Am Big Bird, and there may have been tears when they covered Mr. Hooper’s death on Sesame Street and Big Bird’s “It’s Not Easy Being Green” at Jim Henson’s funeral.
And then I hunkered down with four episodes of the first season of The X-Files. Seeing as they first aired in 1993, I don’t feel terribly bad in admitting that I didn’t remember them at all. I am kind of stoked that I finally get to binge watch all nine seasons, though. I can remember watching the show it its early days, but come 1995, I joined the work force, and as a teenager on the bottom of the supermarket totem pole, I was working Sunday nights when show aired. I think I stopped watching pretty early on. I don’t even recall seeing David Duchovny’s exit.
And now, I get to change that (though there’s no way I can cram nine seasons in before the new miniseries later this month). I was thinking about it yesterday, how in the course of twenty years, things have changed so much. Sure, I could have taped the show and watched it later, but in those days, there was no such thing as Video On Demand, or streaming later on the network website, or, hell, binge-watching. We are a spoiled, lucky bunch of media consumers these days. And I intend to take full advantage.
If you’re a Prime Member, and you haven’t already recommended me some watchlist items through other channels, feel free to share. I’m still planning on Silent Sundays and will have time to kill.