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Through a Window, Smoggily | killmytv
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Turning off the television and tuning in to life! No, the ManBearPigs Didn’t Get Me… →. Through a Window, Smoggily. August 7, 2011. 8211; just a dirt road and a home that rests on over two acres – alone. There’ll be desert dust instead of city schmutz on the windows. There’ll be coyotes in the night and sagebrush and the lonely, singing wind. Instead, in the last 3 months I’ve watched nearly every episode of. If that’s not too corny). So… no pressure or anything. August 8, 2011 at 7:41 am. One word of ad...
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My Year With (Almost) No TV | killmytv
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Turning off the television and tuning in to life! My Year With (Almost) No TV. January 1, 2012. Under New Year's Resolution. Well, it’s been a year since I vowed to shut the boob tube off and see what would happen. So, what. Hm, let’s see. I moved to Santa Fe. Haven’t been near a subway or Chinese food restaurant in 4.5 months, unprecedented in my life. I have no idea what’s happened on. 8211; oh, wait, didn’t I hear it went off the air? I downloaded all seven episodes of. From iTunes, as well as. So I&#...
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Hilary Fields | killmytv
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Turning off the television and tuning in to life! Author Archives: Hilary Fields. My Year With (Almost) No TV. January 1, 2012. Under New Year's Resolution. Well, it’s been a year since I vowed to shut the boob tube off and see what would happen. So, what. Hm, let’s see. I moved to Santa Fe. Haven’t been near a subway or Chinese food restaurant in 4.5 months, unprecedented in my life. I have no idea what’s happened on. 8211; oh, wait, didn’t I hear it went off the air? I downloaded all seven episodes of.
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No, the ManBearPigs Didn’t Get Me… | killmytv
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Turning off the television and tuning in to life! Through a Window, Smoggily. A Day of Reflection, Whatever That Means →. No, the ManBearPigs Didn’t Get Me…. September 14, 2011. Today we’ve been in Santa Fe about a month. We’re mostly set up, a few boxes of books and pictures notwithstanding. And how has it been? Beautiful. Surprising. A bit overwhelming. Sometimes lonely. But mostly, from my perspective, a pretty good thing. (I’m not sure my husband’s quite there yet.). Through a Window, Smoggily. You a...
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I Hiked Alone! | killmytv
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Turning off the television and tuning in to life! A Day of Reflection, Whatever That Means. My Year With (Almost) No TV →. September 30, 2011. And on not one, but. Of course, I was so eager to get going before I lost my nerve that I forgot my wallet (no ID) and neglected to tell anyone where I was going. When I got to the trailhead at Black Canyon. The flat and downhill parts, no worries, but the up… oy. I could keep taking pictures all day, and I nearly did. At each turn of my solo adventures today, I k...
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killmytv | Turning off the television and tuning in to life! | Page 2
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Turning off the television and tuning in to life! Newer posts →. Even Rocky Had a Montage…. May 6, 2011. What I really need right now is a montage. Why? Alternatively, I guess a medically induced coma and some sort of contraption rigged to work my muscles while I snore untroubled through the hard part could work. 8230; never reaching equilibrium or finding closure. Some errands (meh) and then a walk in the sunshine. Such is life without a movie editor. Back, With Questions. May 4, 2011. I’ve consid...
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A Day of Reflection, Whatever That Means | killmytv
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Turning off the television and tuning in to life! No, the ManBearPigs Didn’t Get Me…. A Day of Reflection, Whatever That Means. September 27, 2011. Today marks the one-year anniversary of my mother’s death. It also marks six weeks since we moved to Santa Fe. And it’s the first day of my husband’s new job. But that wasn’t Mom. It just wasn’t her way. So here I am left with. At night, the stars – and I do mean. When I drive down Old Santa Fe Trail, the road is lined with purple and yellow wildflowers in su...