Meet the Boobie Bird… and I know your gonna be wondering what on earth is this doing in a blog regarding the most wasteful thing to do everyday, right?!

In my mind, there are a lot of rooms, and in them are some of the strangest word associations…ever!!!

Anyways, the first thing that sprang to my mind, upon reading this prompt, was (look up) the Boob Tube, the magic box; you know that magical machine that carries with it, the ever elusive remote. Nothing else could inspire a woman to break a nail in order to retrieve said pointy clicky stick, nor cause a man to upturn the couch with children rolling everywhere, in order to retrieve this golden right of passage, lest it fall into the hands of little inexperienced hooligans.

Over the generations, televisions have transformed in an odd sort of pattern… starting out huge and bulky, in big heavy wooden boxes…

going to tiny enough to fit into campers, and then on to light weight and thin, and now resting at the place of

big, small, tall, skinny, far away, in your face, on every corner, in every window, every room, and every city…

I feel sort of like I am in a Doctor Seuss story…

I will admit the difficulty in separating ourselves from media, in all its forms, has been an effort in futility for most. It does have benefits along with every other form of useful technology. I think it all comes down to checks and balances…

Sooo… no matter what answer one gives to this prompt, we can waste time doing anything, so I think it comes down to what we do with what we have… just make it the best you can with what you have, and pay it forward whenever the opportunity presents itself…

P.S. Sometimes it is ok to waste a little time, and breathe…