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so i started off the week feeling sick and fell prey to television addiction (maybe this will explain for some of you why i don't watch tv). i watched the entire second season of the X-files over a handful of days. at twenty-five episodes, that's five or six episodes a day (my brain hurts even considering the lost time i've experienced as a result).
now see, i would have never considered myself then an "x-phile". i liked the show, sure, and it was one of the few things i bothered to actually watch. West Wing was the last series i ever watched on tv while it was running, with NYPD Blue and X-files being the other two. i quit watching NYPD Blue when they randomly killed off Rick Schroeder (boo) and my interest in West Wing had been waning by the time i shut off my tv for good in september of 2001. as for the X-files, i hadn't even bothered watching the last two seasons. i may have watched a few episodes of season eight and i watched the show finale (in may of 2001) because it was advertised that duchovny would be returning. i had already long ago lost interest in it when the whole scully/mulder dynamic went bye-bye. i mean, when it came down to it, they were what i watched the show for; not the elaborate conspiracies, the monsters-of-the-week, the mythology, or whatever else. i watched it for the interaction of the two characters (not even the actors though it's hard to imagine anyone else in those roles), two characters i loved enough that they could have been reading the phone book and i would have still been riveted.
so anyway, this recent derailment into the not-too-distant past (though it's more than ten years since the series first aired ~ eek!), while distracting and time-consuming, has burped up more than its fair share of font memories. and it's been delightful to see all the guest stars (some of whom weren't anybody back then (or were still on the fringe): brad dourif, tony shaloub, peter boyle, vincent schiavelli, bradford whitley ~ and tons more. and what a great pack of characters, man: the lone gunmen, skinner (who, oh my heavens, was hot in tight jeans), josé chung, stupendous yappi, and all the rest. because i didn't actually start watching the series until the third season, there have been a lot of episodes in the beginning seasons that i never saw ~ and that's made the journey all the more entertaining.
and, well ~ there you have it. i guess i was (and am) an x-phile after all.
duchovny and anderson seemed to have done more than their
fair share of weird/goofy promo photoshoots. i think that's
part of what made the show so good: it was unpredictable
and didn't mind occasionally being very very silly.
~ * ~
so other than that, i'm not dead or anything, but in my impromptu sabbatical into tvLand, i have let the work-work pile up in mountains around me. getting all this back under control is going to take some focus and a little elbow grease, i'm sure. but i wanted to check in and say ha-o!
(and writing this entry puts off doing some other dreaded thing for at least a short spell).
: D
now see, i would have never considered myself then an "x-phile". i liked the show, sure, and it was one of the few things i bothered to actually watch. West Wing was the last series i ever watched on tv while it was running, with NYPD Blue and X-files being the other two. i quit watching NYPD Blue when they randomly killed off Rick Schroeder (boo) and my interest in West Wing had been waning by the time i shut off my tv for good in september of 2001. as for the X-files, i hadn't even bothered watching the last two seasons. i may have watched a few episodes of season eight and i watched the show finale (in may of 2001) because it was advertised that duchovny would be returning. i had already long ago lost interest in it when the whole scully/mulder dynamic went bye-bye. i mean, when it came down to it, they were what i watched the show for; not the elaborate conspiracies, the monsters-of-the-week, the mythology, or whatever else. i watched it for the interaction of the two characters (not even the actors though it's hard to imagine anyone else in those roles), two characters i loved enough that they could have been reading the phone book and i would have still been riveted.
so anyway, this recent derailment into the not-too-distant past (though it's more than ten years since the series first aired ~ eek!), while distracting and time-consuming, has burped up more than its fair share of font memories. and it's been delightful to see all the guest stars (some of whom weren't anybody back then (or were still on the fringe): brad dourif, tony shaloub, peter boyle, vincent schiavelli, bradford whitley ~ and tons more. and what a great pack of characters, man: the lone gunmen, skinner (who, oh my heavens, was hot in tight jeans), josé chung, stupendous yappi, and all the rest. because i didn't actually start watching the series until the third season, there have been a lot of episodes in the beginning seasons that i never saw ~ and that's made the journey all the more entertaining.
and, well ~ there you have it. i guess i was (and am) an x-phile after all.
duchovny and anderson seemed to have done more than their
fair share of weird/goofy promo photoshoots. i think that's
part of what made the show so good: it was unpredictable
and didn't mind occasionally being very very silly.
~ * ~
so other than that, i'm not dead or anything, but in my impromptu sabbatical into tvLand, i have let the work-work pile up in mountains around me. getting all this back under control is going to take some focus and a little elbow grease, i'm sure. but i wanted to check in and say ha-o!
(and writing this entry puts off doing some other dreaded thing for at least a short spell).
: D