Monday, January 11, 2010
So, I may or may not have a problem...
For my entire life I have always been someone who's easy to become obsessed. Luckily, I don't think this is the same as having an addictive personality. I'm not smoker, only drink socially and don't do drugs. My addictions are of a less harmful variety.
I'm talking about movies, books, actors, etc. Once a full blown obsession has started, they can last for a while. Some have only lasted a few months, while some have become a lifelong devotion.
I've decided to share these said obsessions with you, my devoted readers. (All two of you.)
My first and most recent obsession...
Are you shocked, really?
I remember when I first heard that Fox intended to make a show about a show shoir. Sabrina and I snickered via email over what a lame idea this was. I mean, it's show choir!
Then, we heard it was by Ryan Murphy, who created Nip/Tuck. Granted, I don't watch Nip/Tuck, but I've heard how brilliant it is. Okay, the idea was starting to sound better...
Casting announcements then started to make headlines. Broadway darlings were being cast in lead roles. Matthew Morrison as a lead on a TV show? Okay, that guaranteed a viewing of the Pilot episode at least.
Then, Fox released the trailer. Oh, this was going to be dangerous! Witty repartee? Spontaneously bursting into song? Oh dear, oh dear...
The moment I knew I was screwed?
Don't. Stop. Believing.
DONE! Been obsessed ever since. The lyrics of Journey tugged at my heartstrings and my poor DVR hasn't forgiven me yet.
If you haven't seen it yet, give it a chance. The Golden Globes are this Sunday, and I have a feeling the show is going to be announced in at least once category. Ahem! Jane Lynch? I'm talking to you.
I am just worried about how I'm going to be able to handle the hiatus of new episodes until April. You've been warned. If I start to speak only in song lyrics, I apologize now.
I leave you with Sue Sylvester words of wisdom:
"You think this is hard? Try being waterboarded. THATS hard!"
Doesn't that just give you chills of greatness?