I wasn't allowed to watch much TV growing up. One hour per week. My choice was, of course, MacGuyver -- my sister had Blossom and something else equally terrible. To fill the other idle indoor childhood hours I was surrounded, floor to ceiling, by National Geographic magazines. Harvested from local thrift stores they dated back nearly a century. In front of the darkened TV I would spread my favorites out on the carpeted floor and float for hours on a sea of chrome. It is in that spirit which you find me now.
We are the witnesses through which the universe becomes conscious of its' glory.
- Alan Watts