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Perception

I actually wrote this blog post in my head months, or maybe years ago, but decided not to share the thoughts with you all.  But, now with the seizure meds or whatever, the filters for what I think you want to read and what I want to talk about are gone so...

A review I read of the How I Met Your Mother finale mentioned in passing that his friends hung out in a bar like on this show and not in a coffee house like on Friends. I would say, given the choice, my friends are more likely to go to a coffeehouse. (Strictly speaking, it might be accurate to say a 70/30 split...)

This comment mad me think of other TV shows and why or why not I liked them. Judging by what's popular in specifically the sitcom genre these days, my family life was/is completely different than everyone else's.  My family is more like the Huxtables or the Keatons than the family on Raising Hope for instance.  (Yes, we all have at least one advanced degree and watch PBS...). 

As I know I've mentioned before, like on Big Bang Theory my friends and I probably would discuss whether anybody besides Thor is worthy enough to wield the power of Thor. (Hell, the Secret Defenders team-up of Thunderstrike and War Machine against forthcoming Guardians of the Galaxy film villainess Nebula was awesome!)

To go on a brief tangent into the realm of movies to close, I remember discussing with a library science classmate how I like most "chick flicks" but don't like "black chick flicks" like Waiting to Exhale.  She pointed out that it may just be one too many frames of reference to overcome. As good an explanation as any...

Comments

susan davis cummings said…
the Huxtables!? the Keatons!? OMG, I hope not!
Likestrek said…
I'm sure there's a better example. I just couldn't think of one...

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