I feel a new obsession coming on. I’ve got a lot to say about the mafia, but this weekend, while recovering from my appendectomy, I found myself watching Sopranos nonstop; I had collected them for months on the ole DVR so I had hours and hours and glorious hours of them. Then, after getting Sheila’s opinion of the Godfather, I gobbled a coupla Vicodin and ran to Target for the dvds. I’m still trying to organize my thoughts on the subject, but I think this might become a full-on thing, though I can’t see it displacing Enron or even Sylvia Plath.
Watched the first one. Still processing it. Haven’t seen the second one yet. I’m saving it for a special occasion.