Normally, I celebrate Valentine's Day by recommending gen. Yes, I am ever the devil. But this year, I couldn't get a set together in time for the 14th, so instead I am going to commemorate something more appropriate for the day after the Big Love Day: intoxication and addiction stories!
Look, it makes sense in my head, okay?
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Geeky sitcom set in my hometown about characters based on me *actual people I know*. We dubbed it "The Vancouver show" in my household. As in, "The Vancouver show is on tonight!" and so myself and my then 18-year old brother* would find a spare computer to hook up to this "cable tv" input stream we'd seen described in history texts and then excitedly count down the hours until it was on.
Because, you see, we were too impatient to wait until the episodes were put online in their entirety *2 minutes* after they were done airing.
We tried to get our mother to watch with us at one point, such was our glee, but... it turns out you have to be careful with the family-member analogies. Apparently being implicitly compared to a pot-growing** gun-nut who keeps *accidently killing people* is enough to cause offense for *some people*. Even if *some people* is the only one in the family with training in the (safe and effective) use of weapons. (I mean. Come on, Mom! You mean you *haven't* ever wanted to run away from us all and join a lesbian commune?)
*Seriously. A couple tech savy approx. 20 year olds willingly watching the Canadian Broadcast Corporation. Live. No hockey involved. It was a punchline before the show even started.
**Most Vancouver show ever.
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YES. YES I DID THAT.
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Should I start calling you Enema? Would that make you more comfortable in your identity? I want to be supportive!
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