Veoh provides free access to back seasons of hundreds of bygone television shows. Alf. The A-Team. Buck Rogers. The Fall Guy. Alfred Hitchcock Hour. Arrested Development. The list goes on.
Bestowed upon us is the right to elitistly claim at parties, "We don't own a television," while still sneaking home to watch ten episodes a day of the original Beverly Hills 90210.
And like barnacles multiplying on a ship's rusted hull, this obsession has begat others.
Like, most recently, the obsessive quest for a "Peach Pit" of our own.
The Peach Pit! Where Brandon learned to gamble! Where Kelly passed out in the bathroom from too many diet pills on her 18th birthday! Where David fired Steve as his manager so he could secure an ultimately doomed hip-hop recording contract!
Every epic story requires a regular hangout where the main characters get together and chew the fat, literally.
This week Audrey and I found ours. And it's name is "St. Francis."
Over a Guiness Float, vegetarian chili and a 1/2 order of The Nebulous Potato Thing, it began.
Further evidence this place is our destiny called to us from among the Candy Dots and salt water taffy for sale in the St. Francis swag case. A message from our very muse.
All we need now is a couple of decent love triangles and some much bigger haircuts.
