The other night, I was faced with a problem. I wanted to watch the new episode of FRONTLINE, but channel 2 doesn’t come in on our television. Since it was Monday and since I am me, I pouted, whined, and banged around for awhile before unexpectedly receiving a revelation from on high.

WHO NEEDS CABLE? I COULD WATCH THAT SHIT ONLINE.

My other goals for the evening were to take a bath, paint my toes, and drink a bottle of wine. I don’t think I need to tell you how awesome it was to simultaneously cross all four items off my list: computer set up next to the tub, pedicure tools within arm’s reach, bottle of pinot balanced on the counter.

I may never use the couch again, thanks to the Miracle of the InterNet. But if this wine thing keeps up, I very well might need a new liver.