I was born in the late seventies.  I cannot remember a time when my family did not own a VCR.  That analogue machine was the astounding medium through which television connoisseurs of my generation interacted with our favourite shows.  Sure, your average Joe didn’t need a VCR to watch his favourite series, all he needed was a television, but to those truly fanatic viewers that came of age in the nineteen-eighties and nineties, television wasn’t something you watched, it was something you taped.

 

Margaret Jackson is convinced that if she loves a show, it means that it is going to get cancelled.

More than any other series, The X-Files epitomized 1990s television. Over the course of its run the show won 16 Emmys, dozens of additional industry awards, and made superstars out of its leads David Duchovny and Gillian Anderson. Though their careers may have tapered off recently, there was a time when Duchovny and Anderson were two of the most recognizable faces in popular culture. The show influenced dozens of other series, spawned toys, comic books, video games, and novels, and was the focus of several fan conventions. It was the first television series ever to be released on DVD, and it was a big part of my identity throughout my teenage years.

Or, How the Bible Belt Cancelled Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip

So it’s official. As of the fifteenth of May, Aaron Sorkin’s Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip is really dead and buried. This announcement was made rather quietly and was reported on largely by the blogosphere; no one else seemed to care. And that’s okay, because it simply cements Studio 60 as one of the single-season wonders - great shows that never made it past the first shot. It’s a noble lineage, to be sure. Judd Apatow’s Freaks and Geeks and Undeclared are two of the best television series to ever be produced, and they too were canned early. But in a lot of important ways, Studio 60 was different, because while the Judd Apatow of the 1990s was doomed to failure, the Aaron Sorkin of 2007 should be able to do no wrong.

What gives?

I have an addiction.

It consumes my life now, every afternoon at 1 pm.

I used to only indulge once a week. Sometimes more, if I could track down a hit or two online.

I was unlucky enough that my addiction went mainstream, and it became easier and easier to access. That’s how I got to the point that I’m at now, taking a hit every single weekday after lunch.

My name is Brenna and I’m a Degrassi-holic.