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the sun and the moon and the stars ([personal profile] eleanorjane) wrote2010-06-20 01:57 am
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That 30 Day TV meme, Day 10.

Day 10 - A show you thought you wouldn't like but ended up loving.

MASH. When I was living with my last live-in boyfriend, MASH reruns were airing on weeknights before the news, and he insisted on having the TV on. (Bear in mind that I'd never seen MASH before as we were a largely TV-free household as I was growing up.) Despite the fact that I watch a lot of shows, I actually hate most TV, and I hate having the TV on; I hate ad breaks, and the way ads are louder than the shows, and I hate the mindless self-promotion of the commercial networks, and I can't stand having the TV on as background noise (which this particular boyfriend did all the time) and I was basically incredibly resistant to watching this stupid show.

And then, y'know, I saw a scene here and a scene there, and I gradually got sucked in, and - as so often happens when it comes to MASH - I fell in love with the characters and the show, and I basically loved everything about it. I haven't seen MASH in years, but I loved it then, and I keep meaning to watch it again - and all this for a show I was resolved to hate.
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[personal profile] tassosss 2010-06-19 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
MASH was my first show! Head over heels, seen very episode show. I didn't even realize it at the time because I think I'd seen every episode by the time I eight or nine.

We had a largely tv free household growing up but we were allowed to watch tapes and my parents had taped all of MASH. You know how you can have show-boyriends? MASH is my big brother-show.
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[personal profile] senmut 2010-06-19 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
My small-childhood was made of MASH. Specifically, going and laying on my PaPaw's side of the bed, eating crackers or cookies, watching it and Johnny Carson late at night before going to bed. PaPaw'd tease me the next day, since he came home about 3 or 4 in the morning, but if he didn't find any crumbs, I could tell he was disappointed. Kind of a weird ritual of bonding, despite him not being there.