After weeks and weeks parading around my living room with a spoon in hand as a microphone and singing at the television set every Tuesday night, I don’t know what to do now that Glee has ended…until next season. What do I do now that Glee is gone?
I know I probably like Glee a little more than a mom should or someone at my age (over the age of thirteen, in general). I had no choice other than to watch it, since I am not a fan of blood, vampires, or watching people stranded on an island (by the way - hasn’t that already been done - Gilligan? Professor?). I am also not interested in watching overweight adults belittle themselves for camera time with a not so overweight woman in spandex talking down to them, nor am I interested in seeing has-been stars who can not dance but do so for a boost in PR. Glee was the only thing left on television. Ok, and it reminded me of my high school days in musical theatre.
I know Glee will be back, but just not soon enough. How am I supposed to relive my uncomfortable high school days now without Facebook (see one of my previous posts about why I quit Facebook; The Status Update That Pushed Me Over The Edge) and Glee? I could pull out my yearbooks, but that just wouldn’t be the same.
I will miss you, Glee; the auto-tuned remixes and mash-ups of old faves and new, the great singers and non-singers and dance numbers that remind me of my days in community theatre. Now all that is left is a memory and anticipation for the next season. I guess my Tuesday nights will involve making dinner now. (No more take-out.) I am sure my son will be happy as well; more DVD watching time for him - Tuesday night viewings of Disney/Pixar’s “Cars.” But then again, there are always reruns on Thursday nights until next season.