It’s hard to believe, but as I write this it’s 4 pm outside and it’s dusk. It feels a lot more like 7 or 8 pm, but it’s not. It is life further north.
I hesitate what it must be like further north because at this time of year it’s hard for me to work up the enthusiasm to party late—right now I feel like settling down with a cup of hot chocolate and a mindless entertainment, snuggling under a blanket.
In fact, I might actually do that—a friend loaned me the first season of Six Feet Under (no spoilers please), a series I’ve never seen.
Six Feet Under… A nice show about a dysfunctional funeral home family. I enjoyed the show greatly, and hope you do as well.
You’ve never seen it? Well, let me tell you all about it!!! Well, OK, you can tell ME about it the next time we see each other! Heh
You don’t have any friends.
Cynical Queer: Thanks! I liked the first two episodes (which is what I limited myself to for the first evening).
mateo: Awe! I’m counting the days.
tess tickle: Thanks for your astute observation.
K&I are real 6-feet-under fans, looking forward to season 2. My only regret about the rest of season 1 in contrast to the pilot is that they dropped the goofy “commercials.”
Strange – while watching the first episode I was trying to imagine how the commercials could last an entire series. I think they would rapidly become stupid… I think the creativity required to write them would go too far rapidly.
Other than that, I’m enjoying the show.