Today I turned my office TV on to watch the news. To my surprise there was no sound and no picture. The TV that had served me for 14 years has now died. In High School I took the money from my 18th birthday and purchased a 19 inch TV so I could play my PlayStation and watch the shows I wanted to watch. I spent hours ignoring girlfriends on the phone while playing NCAA Football or MLB Baseball. But that was easy back then; high school girls can talk for hours without you having to say a word. At least this way I could occupy my time with something, it’s not like they were saying anything important. The 19 inch was the same size as my parents TV in the main room. Yes, at one time most people only had 19 inch televisions.
The next year I took the TV to college. It almost didn’t survive my freshman year. You see we had a roommate that we called the caveman. It had nothing to do with facial hair. He got to the room first and took the lofted bed. He then put his mattress on the floor strung some computer monitors up and used the actual bed area for storage. He closed off the open side of the bottom of the loft with his desk and dresser. To finish off his freshman dorm fort, he draped sheets all around it. So we called him the caveman. Well at some point the electro-magnetic field coming from the cave (aka Man Fort) started to mess with the picture on my TV. I thought it was the end. It had only lived such a short time. I didn’t know how I would ever replace it either. The caveman then was going to use a magnet to fix the picture. I know I don’t know much about TVs and magnets but I knew they didn’t go together. So I stopped him and moved the TV further away. Sometime in my sophomore year the picture readjusted itself and life was good.
Life continued on with this TV, move after move it survived. It had been dropped kicked and left in storage units for longer than it should have been. My senior year it served as the center for our NCAA Football and Madden Tournament. We killed hookers on Vice City on that TV. It was great. After awhile it was relegated to the bedroom TV because I had been loaned or bought newer, bigger, and flatter TVs. My first apartment from home it was a 40 inch that a friend let me use while he didn’t have a need for it. Then Circuit City went under so I bought my first HDTV a 40 inch Samsung which forever relinquished it to the bedroom.
When I moved into my current place it was the smallest TV between the wife and I. I put it in my office so I would have something to watch while I was working. It served me well in here. It allowed me to listen to sporting events on telework days that I otherwise would have missed. It provided the daily news so I knew what was going on in the world. Now today when the screen faded to black I am lost as to what will keep me from going crazy in the silence.
The brokSonic TV was survived by 2 Samsung HDTV’s, a Samsung computer monitor, a Sony TV, 2 HP Laptops, and 2 Samsung mobile phones. You will be missed.
Now the question is Golf Club or Baseball Bat?One last note, brokSonic is owned by Zenith.
