I was ready to bust out the new “Still Watching…Or Not” title that seems so much more appropriate for the vast majority of us, but something got in the way.
No, not moving. I mean, yes, of course, but that’s not the thing.
This was:
I was hanging out with my daughter and she said she needed a new show, something maybe really good but only if it didn’t require constant attention, otherwise a simple version of good would suffice. You know, good enough, and entertaining.
I told her I had a show I thought would work great with her desire to have high drama, action, big characters, lots of palace intrigue and a borderline soap opera level of chaos and then massive changes from that chaos — all while she could be multitasking.
Oh, she was all in. What glorious show could I be talking about?
“Formula 1: Drive to Survive.”
It’s important to remember that my daughter not a racing fan but also not against it, unless it’s NASCAR, because she was raised right. So she was intrigued. I told her that I had watched the first three seasons and then stopped, which certainly — on the surface at least — undercuts the “you’ve gotta watch this, you’ll love it” hard sell.
I was hoping she was bored enough not to have a follow-up question. Hopes are jokes, sometimes.
Why did you stop watching? she asked
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