Television is a really bad way to spend your time

I'm not sure who evening television schedules are designed for, but as a parent who must be home in the evenings, I'd have hoped that I'd be on that list, as I'm sure not on any other social list.

But of late, I've given up in complete frustration. On LOST (Survivor with Scripts) I missed the baby being born because that one new episode was put in amongst weeks of reruns. (And I was really ready for a good laugh at how they'd handle that little feat of nature, given the medical miracles they've previously screened.) I've not got much to amuse me here in apartment purgatory, but I do like to follow the odd TV series. Week after week I'd put the kid to bed and get my cup of tea ready just in time to sit down in front of a repeat screening. The day I give up, they show a new episode. The following week - more repeats.

And then it gets plain silly. The advertisement for the third or fourth episode of a new series called Blind Justice cracked me up. The premise is a cop blinded in the line of duty goes back to work, on the street, with his colleagues. This particular episode had a teaser out with a bunch of action shots, a cutaway to him pulling his gun out of it's holster, then a shot of his Captain giving him a hard time over drawing his weapon. Hold the phone: they give a blind policeman a gun?!?! Does he get a car too? As Rove would say, What the..?!