I can get obsessed with something pretty easily. Obsessed may not be the right word, but it is pretty dang close.
My obsession two weeks ago was watching past episodes of “Big Bang Theory.” I would download it onto my computer and watch it whenever I wanted to. Which was pretty much every spare moment I could grab. Great show, but truly, I got nothing else done. Other than spending time telling everyone what a great show it is.
Now, another show has its deadly grasp on my mind, emotions, and time. The original “CSI.” We subscribe to Netflix, which now has the option of watching DVDs on your computer instead of waiting for the disk. Well, in my mind, watching an hour-long show, (actually 44 minutes) was better than sitting down to watch a two-hour movie. And, that is true. Unless of course you watch more than one episode per sitting. And, guess who fell into that routine. It has sucked me in.
Now, I mentioned that it has not only taken over my time, but my mind and emotions as well.
Some of these shows are pretty intense. I have to start taking deep breaths after an episode is over, because I haven’t taken a breath in who knows how long.
I even mentioned to my neighbor that I am NEVER going to Las Vegas, because there is nothing but crime there. It is a dangerous city! I do feel that, unlike the other CSIs, this one has quite a few stories of random violence. The other two (Miami and New York) have many targeted victims. People who have wronged others in some way.
I wondered a couple of things while watching my CSI marathons. (which I am stopping today, just to make sure I can)
- Does Las Vegas suffer or prosper due to its exposure on the show?
- Why don’t any of the murders occur in a casino? (Maybe they do in other seasons, but so far none have in Season 7)
- Why do the agents always examine a house with flashlights? I mean, once the house is empty of the murderer, why can’t you turn on the lights, for cryin’ out loud? Wouldn’t that make it easier to see?
- Don’t they know that when they have a special guest star (like Ned Beatty) that we always know that if they are not the victim, then they are the killer? They don’t come on to do bit parts, my friends.
See? Most people who watch the show once a week, don’t obsess with details like this, but when you watch one after the other, you tend to notice this kind of stuff. (Anyone that watches more than one episode of CSI:Miami notices the weird stance of David Caruso every time he arrives at a crime scene, however. He stands with his hands on his hips and then either takes off his sunglasses or puts them on, nods his head in a direction and says, “What’s that over there under the sofa?” He’s too lazy to go check it out himself, but will still get the credit for finding it. A little ego check, please?) For a fun few minutes, check out this youtube video of his best one-liners before the title song comes screaming out.
So, yes, I’m giving up my CSI addiction. For now.
Besides “Lost” starts tonight.