Finishing a favorite series

Tonight Drew and I watched the last couple episodes of one of our favorite shows — Better Call Saul. We started watching Breaking Bad when it was a relatively new series and we were riveted from that first scene. When they spun off Saul I could not imagine it would be anywhere near as good and you know… I think it was even better. Of course the show couldn’t exist without Breaking Bad but there was something about it that captivated me. It didn’t really end how I expected, and I think I’d have like a few things to have shaken out different, but in the end I think it was exactly what needed to happen. 

Now the question is… what to watch next?

Happy Twin Peaks Day!

Diane, 11:30 AM, February 24th.

Entering the town of Twin Peaks, five miles south of the Canadian border, twelve miles west of the state line.

I’ve never seen so many trees in my life.

As W. C. Fields would say, I’d rather be here than Philadelphia.

Fifty-four degrees on a slightly overcast day.

Weatherman said rain.

If you could get paid that kind of money for being wrong sixty percent of the time, it’d beat working.

Mileage is seventy-nine thousand three hundred forty-five, gauge is on reserve, riding on fumes here, I’ve got to tank up when I get into town.

Remind me to tell you how much that is.

Lunch was, uh, six dollars and thirty-one cents at the Lamplighter Inn, that’s on Highway Two near Lewis Fork.

That was a tuna fish sandwich on whole wheat, slice of cherry pie, and a cup of coffee.

Damn good food.

Diane, if you ever get up this way that cherry pie is worth a stop.

To my fellow Twin Peaks fans, may your coffee be black as night on a moonless night and may you enjoy some damn fine cherry pie.