Today is a short-post kinda of a day. It is so AUTUMN out today. I’ve been to JoAnne’s so I have new yarn and needles to play with and a stack of books and it is grey and rainy and cool. In other words, I’m not feeling all bloggy today. In fact it is the perfect day to watch an episode or two of…
Let me start by saying that I’m not a “die hard” fan. I love the show, but I’m certainly no expert. What I must like about this vintage, dramatic, Gothic, campy soap is…. watching it with Hope.
Yup… my eleven-year-old daughter ADORES Dark Shadows. We started at the beginning and we’re working our way through all the episodes (thanks, Netflix). We haven’t even gotten to Barnabas yet. Hope likes the creepiness and the melodramatic glances and — dear god — the lines. It is also especially hilarious to watch her crack up over Caroline Stoddard’s dancing one minute and then curl up next to me on the couch the next minute in fear.
I’m looking forward to the forthcoming movie, but I must say I don’t picture Johnny Depp as Barnabas.
Alright. That’s it for today. Dark Shadows… love ’em.