I love TV (you: No, really?) I have all my little rituals: comfy clothes, a good snack, the lighting dimmed, and hopefullly the phone won’t ring. Although I’ve been known to answer the phone during a show with a bark: “Pacey is on!” or more recently during S2 True Blood “Vampire Porn!!” as way of explanation (usually I only do this to my mother who 1. won’t worry why I’m not answering the phone and 2. doesn’t take offense at me hollering about a show then practically hanging up on her. The DVR should actually make this less of an issue now.)
Something I discovered about my TV viewing habits occured while my husband still lived here. We rarely overlapped on TV shows but occasionally we did (particularly shows on DVD that we could watch in marathons) and it was then that I realized that for me TV is a social activity.
I comment a lot during shows and make observations and yell at characters on the screen. I realize this can be very annoying behavior but I did it because everyone I used to watch TV with did it too. In college Wednesday nights were practically sacred: 90210 repeats at dinner time, 90210 new episode then Melrose Place. Forget getting homework done! You had to talk about what would happen before the shows, then discuss what had happened after the shows. The goal was to have late classes on Thursday so you could get away with this sort of behavior week after week and still graduate.
Those viewings were filled with commentary. So constant I’m surprised we could hear the show. But that is what made it so fun – sharing thoughts and quips and rants with your housemates and friends. It was a bonding experience for sure. Then I lived with roommates and this trend continued. Had such things been common then – my last roommate and I could have live blogged the entire WB line-up in the late 90’s.
So when I’d watch shows with my husband I did what I always did, participated in this communal viewing practice. However, that wasn’t how he watched TV. He was always shushing me and getting annoyed. I mean, I get it – like I said I know that can be obnoxious- but that’s what I know. Hell I talk to the TV when I’m watching by myself.
So I am very excited to be having company this weekend where the sole purpose of the visit is to sit on our asses all day watching TV. On the agenda: X-Files, U2 and I’m introducing her to TB. On the menu: nachos, peanut m&m’s and a homemade red velvet cake that she’s bringing! Wheeee!! Decadent red cake and Vampire Porn – I can’t think of a better way to spend a Saturday then with a girlfriend making fun of Mulder’s feathered hair and staring at Jason Stackhouse’s abs.