I've spent several hours curled up in front of the television tonight. I was alone for Shabbat dinner, so right after lighting the candles and devouring a microwaved meal, I broke out some dvd's that my Mom lent me. It was a TV show she thought I'd like, about some crazy Irish-Jewish family. Somehow, she figured I'd relate.
Yes, I've just discovered Brothers & Sisters. And while watching TV is not the optimal way to spend Shabbas, right now I'm ok with it. The big family at the center of the show does remind me of my own. Ok, we don't have all the problems that the Walkers do, but I know what a large, extended family of mixed religious identity is like.
And I love the romance on the show, especially between Kevin (the token gay brother) and Scotty. No, they're not Spock & McCoy, and they won't steal me away from the Star Trek fandom. Heck, they won't even steal me away from Holmes and Watson. But still, I'm happy to have made their acquaintance, especially with great scenes like these:
Yeah, yeah--I know a lot's happened since then. But remember, I'm only on season one!