nd... well, you get the picture... literally. ha! I crack myself up. (the dog in this pic is the one michael won for caitie at the fair)Back to the remotes... three of them, to be exact; we take TV-watching seriously in our household. One of them is to control the video station selection(i haven't a clue, so don't ask. this is michael's department), another one controls a contraption called 'popcorn hour', where we have all our dvd's stored and can watch them with a click of a button, and the other one controls the tv(talk about boring! this is a dinosaur in the remote control world). If we lose even one of these remotes, we're toast. What was life like back before remotes and the like? I shudder to think of what it must have been like to actually get up and walk to the TV to turn it on and off and change the channel.
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