A Flashback Failure is when you’re off daydreaming, remembering a silly situation from way back when, and then all of a sudden, right when you’re about to smell that smell you remember, or hear that sound, your brain shuts down and denies you. Just kidding. I’m mush more shallow than that. I’m talking about remote controls. See, I’m in the middle of watching the Giants game on television right now, channel 40. Also, there’s a good Seinfeld episode on channel 2. So, I go to channel 2, then I go to channel 40. That way, if I just hit the flashback button I can bounce between the two when one goes to commercial. But once in a while there’s a horrible loophole in televised programming – there’s a commercial on both channels. What do you do then? Read something? Call someone? Move? All unacceptable. What about looking for something else on another channel, you ask? I’ve thought about it. Not a big fan, but I’ve thought about it. You see, I could start skipping around, looking for this and that, hoping I tune into a random channel just in time to see a cool effects shot or commercial that I think is funny and worth staying with. But then what? I’m satisfied that I see something while my two programs are on a break, and once I’m fully satisfied with my channel-surfing-intermission, I type in 40 and I’m back at the ballgame. The game goes on, I get involved and forget about my little channel surfing. Then another commercial comes on and I hit the flashback button expecting to go to Seinfeld and guess what – I end up at some random channel and I don’t know why. CONFUSION! Anyway, now I’m sitting here, writing this, while I hear Barry hit one shallow to center and Feliz knocking one out to left for a homer. I don’t care what’s on channel 2 anymore. All I know is that my Giants play wonderfully from time to time this season, but all in all they’re neck-and-neck with a bunch of no-good CANADIANS for last place. Stupid flashback button. |
