I bet you were just saying to yourself, "I wonder what Super Mega Dad is doing RIGHT NOW?".  Well, I'll let you know what I'm doing RIGHT NOW and it's NOT watching TV!  Well, that's a lie.  I am watching TV, but I couldn't tell you exactly WHAT I'm watching, because, as is normal for this time of the day, Super Mega Mommy is in charge of the remote and that means that what we're watching at any given time is completely nebulous.  By this, I mean that at any given time, we could be watching "The House Channel", or we could be watching the "CSI Channel", or even the "Law and Order Channel".  On occasion, perhaps every nine minutes or so, she decides that we need to watch the "Medical Mysteries Channel" and sometimes she throws in the "Bridezilla Channel" just to mix things up and throw me for a loop.  If she's REALLY in a mood to confuse me, she'll watch TWO DIFFERENT "Law and Order Channels" just to make sure that I'm COMPLETELY lost.  She'll flip through these channels at unpredictable times, which I'm sure is predetermined to make sure that I can not follow ANY of these shows or follow any sort of ongoing story.  I have yet to figure out any rhyme or reason why she flips to a particular channel at any given time and I have no idea how she can follow what is going on with any particular show.

Now don't get me wrong, there really isn't anything wrong with the "Law and Order Channel" or the "CSI Channel", or any of the other ones.  I would be perfectly happy to watch just ONE of those at a time.  It's not REALLY my cup of tea, per se, as I would rather be watching space ships and lasers, but I'm OK to watch them in the sake of "spending time together".  What gets me going is watching ten different shows at the SAME TIME. How on this good green Earth can you keep track of all of that?  Is there some special part of the brain that women have that lets them keep track of all of the myriad story threads and keep them in separate parts of the brain?  Someone please clue me in on this one.

I'm also led to believe that it's usually the male in the relationship that partakes in this particular sport, but I have NEVER been a channel surfer myself.  I will use my on screen guide to find something, and I will STICK TO IT.  I'm not afraid of commitment and I don't cheat on my chosen TV program.  I would rather grow old together with just ONE program.  I'm just sentimental that way, I guess.  Me and Dr. Who have had a monogamous relationship for a LONG time.  I DO have a whole PLETHORA of TV shows that I DVR (mainly because Super Mega Mommy is busy watching CSI) and I try to catch up on them after everybody goes to bed.  This generally means that I am up till the wee hours of the night trying to catch up on my space ship and laser shows if everybody is up late.

And all of this doesn't just stop with Super Mega Mommy....OH NO.  The kids, of course, have their own set of shows that they want to watch.  Princess K has her Dora the Explorer and Sponge Bob, Square Pants, and Super Michael has his Martha Speaks and Pokémon.  And to top it off, even the Xbox 360 that USED to be mine spends more time playing Wall-E, the Game, and Lego Star Wars then it does Halo 3!  Super Michael's game score is getting pretty close to mine, and should surpass my once lofty gamer score.

At one point, I discovered Hulu and Netflix and figured that I had stumbled upon the answer to my little problem.  I could do the whole "spending time together" and be in same room with Super Mega Mommy and STILL watch MY stuff on my laptop and not spend a few hours completely lost on what was going on.  Eventually, I got busted on this one because I wasn't paying enough attention to what was going on.

So, poor Super Mega Dad's TV watching time is restricted from about 10:30 at night until whenever I completely crash out on the couch.  But it sure is a glorious HDTV time, even if it is very, very short.

HEY, wait a minute, Super Mega Mommy is going to bed early tonight!  Woohoo!  Battlestar Galactica here I come!  We will be together soon Apollo, I promise!  Wait for me!

Excuse me while I get comfortable with an old forgotten friend...