Claiming the Prime Slot

Every broadcast network needs a flagship control station, so I made my move on the living room table. The TV remote lay dormant, a monolithic black wand begging for proper management. I scrambled onto its rubberized keypad, methodically stomping my weight onto the volume rocker. A muted blue glow flickered across the wall as the home audio receiver flared awake with an obedient click. The static hummed like a warm applause. Now the room runs entirely on my broadcast schedule.