The TV is gone. Not a TV. The TV. Gone, daddy, gone.
Just one more thing we've given away with the help of Craigslist. We have no plans to replace it immediately, so our new digs in Southern California will be TV-less.
NPH is actually pleased with this.
The TV was a gift from family at Christmas, 1999, when NPH was single and living without a tube. Family took pity and provided him with one, along with a VCR. It served us well these eight years. But it's big. And heavy. And we don't want to move it again.
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