15 to go

Last year on a whim I decided to call my dad one night about 1 hour before the premiere of lost season 5 and try to convince him to start watching the show. He had surprised me when he pushed me to stick with fringe, which was ultimately the absolute right call. I never thought he would have any interest in the slightly to highly bizarre. Until then his favorite thing to watch was 24 and he really didn't watch much else.

Here we are slightly less than a year later and not only did he watch, or maybe struggle fits better, the 5th season of lost texting and calling through every ep trying to keep up, but over the course of the summer and this winter break we have watched seasons 1-3.

Tonight began season 4. If we continue at our current pace, when I leave this weekend he will have about 5 episodes to watch on his own between then and February 2nd. Some of you might say that it is obsessive or sad or w/e. I am impressed. I have never known my dad to be this into a show ever. And again, while you might shake your head and say it is just a show - its nothing to be proud of, I am glad he stuck with it. This has been an awesome thing to do with him. Emails, texts, phone calls during the seasons of him thinking of new theories or having new questions, or now that I am home - making sure he has finished everything after dinner so he can sit on the couch and watch 2-3 episodes and the hang out and talk about them, theorize and get excited about everything has been a blast to share with him - so while to some its hours and hours wasted on a petty show - to me is been hours and hours of time spent hanging out with him during some of my final years home - and thats absolutely worth it.