around 9pm most nights, sometimes a little later (yeah, I know Mom, it's later than it was in 1981)... this is me and Yeager. Unless the basketball game is close. Then my eyes are more open. At 930ish, when the missus comes downstairs, we get one episode of something before we're both too tired to even passively engage. Of late -- The Crown (amazing acting, but what's the source material?), Survivor (still the reality G.O.A.T.) and the mid-season finales of The Walking Dead and Scandal (meh to both, but too much time invested now to give up before the series finales). Next up for binging is Glow, I think. I've heard good things. I watched The Deuce solo -- not Carey's cup of tea -- and thoroughly enjoyed it. All hail David Simon, TV genius. OK, back to your regularly scheduled programming.
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