I keep seeing these commercials for the final season of the Sopranos and can't figure out why I am completely unmoved. You see, I didn't start watching until the third season. I got hooked when the hubby brought home the first season on tape. I will not shame myself by telling you how many times I've run through those five tapes or the ones for the following season. But when the th
ird season rolled around, I began watching the episodes as they came out.
So now we're down to the home stretch, the last eight, and I haven't bothered to turn it on. I know part of this malaise has to do with my fickleness as a viewer (or reader, for that matter). Put too much time between one "season" and the next and I lose interest. That's why I like watching tapes or DVD's when there's a whole bunch to watch at once (or a few in a series of books).
Ah well, I'll probably get around to watching it eventually. My dad is taping it. In the meantime, nobody tell me what's happening.