Challenge: Without TV, where would we be? Pay your respects with a drabble.
High Holy Days
The true day of rest is Saturday, not Sunday. Every kid knows that. Sunday comes with the dread of school the next morning. Saturday comes with the cartoons.
They start early. Before you've had a chance to rub the sleep from your eyes or pour your cereal, and already you think you're missing something. Clark wakes to an empty bed and the TV turned up too loud, and he *knows* he's missing something.
There's the both of them - Nicky, cross-legged with his cereal, and Lex with his toast and coffee, but somehow it works. Things like this work on Saturdays.
08/19/03