It’s weird. I’ll binge-watch a series on Netflix or Prime and not even think twice about it.
But then I see a Ken Burns series where each episode is nearly 2 hours long and my brain balks. Nope. We don’t have time for that. We have things to do.
I know it is the chunk of time listed on the description. My brain seems to be confused. In this digital age and with my PBS passport, I can pause and watch at my convenience, just like Prime and Netflix.
But the hubbinator really wanted to watch Ken Burns’s new Country Music series. Which is odd because I like country music; he doesn’t.
Alas, I gave in and we started. Just like everything else Ken Burns does, it is amazing. We do only watch it in pieces, usually an hour at a time. And I look at how much farther we have to go like Noah lining up animals for the ark. That’s two. And that’s two. And that’s two. etc. I will get through it. Unfortunately, there’s a deadline in early October and my mental barrier about the time isn’t coming down anytime soon. But I shall triumph.
Until next time.