(One leads to many, like potato chips or laughter)
I was shoveling. And while shoveling, I think of snow. And how much I dislike shoveling. And how I am forced to focus on my yard. And how my yard looks free of snow, especially in the spring & summer.
And Summer= Monkees.
I was debating watching the whole series in alphabetical order, like the Monkee Magic book. But it seemed WRONG. For me at least. As a format of a book, it helps it for reference.
I also thought of watching in REVERSE order. But that also seemed wrong. Altjough, perhaps a challenge. It might be fun to see them all growing gradually more innocent.
But I am biased to the network cycle. A gradual circle, where their hair begins smooth and shiny, like Beatles ripoffs. And then everything becomes more complex, especially the scene structures.
Lately, I've just been skipping around. Seeking out the shows that I have a craving for, or that I think I haven't seen in a while. Last week, I wanted to watch Ruth Buzzi bc I've been watching Laugh In. Then Success Story because I can't remember the last time I watched it (a good thing-I like forgetting & being reacquainted) Then Machine, bc I work with too many computers. And it's fun to see computers as babies. Or at least as their primitive caveman versions.
I know that I've seen the entire series at least twice every summer of my life, from age 5 to age 17. And once I got it in DVD, I must've watched those versions at least 5 times. And there was a time when I was watching online. That's another round.
Never enough. Like Shakespeare, I keep seeing new things. If anything, it's hard for me to get through an entire episode without stopping to look up an obscure reference. It's a huge Thing for me, really.
