It's been a long time since I watched regular TV. I'm not a snob about it, but I just never have the chunk of time to watch a show. When I'm finally handed said chunk of time, it's 9:30 p.m., and I'm headed for bed. No TiVo'ing shows to watch in the daytime when the kids are at school. Too decadent sounding, that. [And Pete would likely start whinging about me sitting at home watching TV and eating bon-bons while the house was in disarray.]
Our modus operandi is to get a DVD of a good series and watch season after season after season of the show. So we "discover" shows that others have been raving about for years. Thus House and Bones enter into our psyches. We manage to watch an episode or two, with numerous child breaks and warnings of, "This is really gross, Youngest. Close your eyes." CSI: New York is one we are always shooing the younger kids away from.
Frankly, I think it's been a decade since I watched any real television. It's why I'm always behind on the new! and improved! products out there. And why I only find out about the candidates by reading about them in newspapers or on news web sites. I've been spared the first-hand viewing of outrageous commercials for and against the propositions and the candidates. [How telling is it that Eldest can tell you what each proposition in California is?]
I'd forgotten how TV shows part ways with actors and actresses who want to go onto bigger and better things. [Or want more money. Or a bigger dressing trailer. Or super-sized fries with that burger.]
This weekend, Pete and I watched the killing off of main characters on two different shows. Brutal endings on the original CSI and on House. I'm guessing this is old news to any regular watchers of the shows. [This is a pointless post anyway, so you might as well ditch here.]
Tear-jerkers, both of them. Frankly, for both of them, it was like watching Love Story or Terms of Endearment or Titanic. And I'm not a fan of any of those movies. [I'm still hoping to be the last American standing who was never subjected to Titanic.] Oh, I don't mean I won't or didn't tear up. I'm as much a sap as the next guy. But I'm disappointed by it. If I want to watch sappy deaths, I'll start paying closer attention to South Park.
[Hey, like I said not that long ago, this post had no point.]