BSG

I may be a little late on this but Battlestar Galactica is my newest, most favorite addiction.  I wasn't feeling too hot yesterday.  The second my eyes opened I decided, Yup.  I'm staying home today.  I turned on the heater and took my big ass duvet to the couch and plopped down for hours of entertainment.  My brother was nice enough to drop season 2 and 2.5 of BSG off on his way to work (thanks bro).  Let me preface this a little bit.  For the past couple of months my brother and I have fallen into a Sunday ritual.  It consists of few necessities, a hang over (though not a necessity but rather a usual occurrence on Sundays), a tall can or two or a bottle of wine, and BSG.  While I am a huge fan of marathon tv sessions when I'm sick, I feel I must say this about BSG.  Regardless of how amazing it is, watching it by myself I couldn't help but feel that something was missing.  Watching it alone just didn't measure up to the Sunday sessions I had gotten used to.  So John, we've got some catching up to do.  You make BSG what it is.