I’m a geek for my shiny things. I don’t mind admitting it. If it plays games or makes beautiful pictures or surfs the internet or otherwise allows me to keep in touch with all the wonderful people in my semi-virtual world, I’m all over it. I don’t care if my living room is 6′ by 6′, the damn TV better be 6′ too. With HD and multiple inputs and my laptop plugged into it and a picture so crisp that when Horatio Caine on CSI: Miami whips his sunglasses off and gets all Captain Kirk over-dramatic, I can slap that motherfucker and he will feel it. Read the rest . . .