Guilty Confession

I have a secret. I'm not proud of it. It's not something I ever thought I would have to admit. But I can't keep this inside any longer...

I'm addicted to NCIS.

You might wonder how someone who hasn't had cable in almost 10 years is able to get addicted to a television show. Well, I blame my Dad and sister. They have Dad's DVR set to record the show any time it is aired. And it airs like 6 times a days so there are dozens of recorded episodes to watch!

And it's not at all the kind of show that I thought I would like. It's sort of like CSI (which I don't like), but everything deals in some way with the Navy (which I have no particular interest in except as far as John signed up for dive school). It's not so spectacularly written that I can't figure out half way through what is going to happen at the end. I don't really like the bloody crime scene type shows, and I'm not a fan of violence, so why on earth to I eagerly anticipate visiting my Dad and spending hours watching past episodes?? How did I let show references sneak into my vocabulary?

Part of dealing with an addiction is telling the whole truth, so here goes: when I was traveling to NYC for work on a regular basis and stayed over in hotels, I watched the TNT marathons of "Law and Order" (Criminal Intent, SVU, it didn't matter); Ian briefly had me hooked on "Smallville"; Joy and I made weekly date nights to watch the entire series of "Sex and the City" on DVD. So maybe it's an addiction by default: if Dad and Joy had been watching the History Channel series on The Black Plague I would have gotten hooked on that instead. Eventually this addiction will run it's course, and I'll probably get hooked on something else down the road. But there's the truth of it, I'm a social TV series addict. I know it's a bit hinky, but at the moment I'm craving a Gibbs and Abby fix.