I heart my PVR

I recently got a Personal Video Recorder, which functions much like the infamous TiVo. I now never have to miss Degrassi or any of the nerdy documentaries I love. It's win-win.

An unexpected benefit of the PVR, however, is my new favourite hobby. I discovered this hobby during my back injury which largely confined me to the couch in front of the TV. The three features of the PVR that are so exhilarating are:

• the ability to pause live TV
• the ability to rewind live TV
• the ease with which one can record/edit to a VCR

Now, I'm not a fan of stage-set glamour porn at all, and often find the most sexually charged imagery to be the casual, banal, everyday slice-o-life variety. Therefore, I often get turned on watching documentaries, seeing attractive extras in the background or while watching interviews with random people on the street. Many, many other things turn me on as well, such as a quick glimpse of a pair meaty calves, for example. Now, with my super-duper PVR, I can pause, rewind and record these previously fleeting moments! I like to think of it as 'found chubby-inducers"'. I was thinking of calling it 'found porn', but it isn't really porn. And the word 'erotica' seems to make me nauseous in two ways. For one, it makes me think of a housewife with track pants on her ass and Starbucks in her hand, rifling through the Harlequin Romance section at Chapters. Then there is the idea I have that erotica implies a dressing up and "artification" of something that I prefer to be more authentically dirty.

Anyhow, numerous random men from around the world can now be found on my January 2006 cassette, doing their own thing, sometimes freeze-framed but always being unknowingly visually violated by me. Their beauty helped me through my injury. Technology can be wondrous.