Curbing My Enthusiasm ...
Therefore, I Netflix "Curb Your Enthusiam" as the seasons are released on DVD. This puts a crimp in my "How 'bout that time when Larry ..." exchanges with Dave, who is a rabid fan of the show, but we get around to them eventually.
So last night, I was watching disc 2 of Season 4 (this is the season in which Larry's looking to make good on Cheryl's 10-year anniversary offer and is preparing to join "The Producers" on Broadway) and after a few episodes, I turned off the TV. I'm sure I'll finish the disc, as there are little pockets of humor tucked away in each episode when you're least expecting them, but last night, I had grown weary.
Maybe it's because I watch episodes back to back to back to back to back. Maybe Dave and Jay and my other enthusiastic Curb friends love the show so much because they have a week to deLarry before the buffoonery begins again.
But last night, I was thinking, "OK, I'm kinda bored. Is it me? Every week, Larry does something stupid, Cheryl gets pissed off ..."
Of course, in true Curb style, with my luck, someday I'll run into Larry David with my movie script in my hand and he'll say, "Gosh, I'd really like to help you get that made. But you wrote that post about my show, and you said you were bored," and my life will become an episode of the show I'm writing about here.
How "Seinfeld" of me.