PURELY A MATTER OF RELEVANCE - I'M SO BAD WITH GOODBYES (A Open Letter To Any Woman I Have Interacted With)

Happy Monday, guerrillas!  I have left you the last two weeks, and for that I must apologize.  I spent some time house/dogsitting for friends, furthering my liver's training (some call it alcoholism, I try not to nitpick) and trying not to melt in this summer heat.

What I did accomplish during this time was a lot of thinking.  It's the one of the few things including your circulatory and respiratory systems we do involuntarily, even while sleeping.  The mind continues to wander even in your subconscious state, and over the last weeks, my brain has been writing a letter.

This is a "Dear John" letter to any and all it may concern.  I'm not saying goodbye to anyone person in particular, I am more saying goodbye to the feelings I have shared with a few.  This is me cleansing my soul of the weight of these feelings.  Over the past 10 years I have shared my mind, heart and sometimes bed with a few select people.  Some of these amazing people have been girlfriends, some have been flings.  Some might have been just a collection of amazing conversations or a collection of text, emails or other correspondence.  I don't wish to say farewell to any of you, but the mere thought of you, all of you, runs through my mind more than most would expect, and I can't let it go unaddressed for any longer.

I'm So Bad With Goodbyes

It's 3 AM Sunday evening.  Sitting on the edge of my bed, head sunk in between tired shoulders.  The scent of smoldering ash, the warm sensation of a burning cigarette diminishing in my fingertips.  The soft glow of a television screen, laugh tracks echoing throughout the room, the stacked laughter of the dead my only comfort.  The gentle hum of the air conditioner filling the space between the scripted lines and the giggling.  An allegory for my mind; as instincts of sleep and the impulses of insomnia turn my brain into a battlefield, the space between the synapses are consumed by you.

You are where my mind wonders in the dark.  The light shining beyond the veil of my apprehension.  You are where my mind drifts to in the calm sea of indifference.  The buoy balancing in the wake of my desires.  I am appalled by my own inconsistencies, but it speaks true to my ever expanding heart.  I can't get you off of my mind.  Any of you.

Its never one.  One could be managed.  One can be compartmentalized and tucked away deep in the recesses of my mind.  There are too many, so many beautiful people that have entered my life.  Too many angels that have left imprints that I can never ignore.  You all mean more to me than you would ever allow yourself to believe, and I cannot go a day without something as simple as a thought of you does not run through my mind.

It's 3 AM, and my mind wishes to remind me of every nick and scratch on the armor that my heart wears.  The girl I had a crush on in middle school.  My first girlfriend freshman year.  The girl way out of my league I urged up the courage to ask out senior year.  My prom date.  The girl from the bukkake film I starred in.

I remember them all, all of the time (especially the last one, that's an interesting memory).  I feel like that estranged friends and past loves or recent crushes think I could give a shit less and my mind wanders to the dozens of other people trying to occupy my time, but they wouldn't be more wrong.  I carry this sense of discontent that I cannot be more to more people.  This is not a farewell, but more me recognizing my feelings and vocalizing them in hopes of personal retribution.  You all mean so much to me;

• To the ex I dated, loved, lived with and tolerated, a day doesn't go by that I don't think of you.
• To the friend I had the luxury of benefiting from that aside initial apprehension, we both at some point wanted to grow into more before you decided you didn't feel the same way,  I think about you more than I wish.  
• To the rad girl too pretty and pure for this world that I could watch Star Wars with and could always make me smile, and now I must act like it I don't miss your skin, you cross my mind always.  
• The amazing friend I made over social media sites that lead to hours of late night phone conversations, I miss the sound of your voice.
• The beautiful girl from across the bridge that would hang out with me and let me awkwardly sit close to you and make fun of horror movies, I miss that time I kissed you.
• To the gypsy girl of West Philly and our date nights at the theaters, I miss your infectious smile.
• To the fling from New Hope, I miss the fun and wild times.
• The cute girl who orders that same drink when I worked the bar, your personality excited me, and I enjoyed the fun we had and miss the times since I haven't been working there as much.
• The high school friend that I always had a soft spot for, the times we spent together mean so much to me, even if I was an asshole that didn't call back, I think it about it all the time.
• The perfect one from out of state I wouldn't dare pursue, I crush on you hard, and think about it more than someone should
• My most recent ex even.  Listening to pop music now makes me think to times I sent DMs you never have nor ever will respond to.  "Hello from the other side, at least I know that I tried to tell you I'm sorry for breaking you heart."

Maybe it's more because my own heart is broken, maybe I'm an ego-maniacal vagabond with tendencies akin to a sociopath that does things of this nature in a wild guilt ridden sense of attempting to gain absolution.  Or maybe I just genuinely have an overflowing heart that inundates my world with emotions that I need to scoop out with a bucket to empty out the vessel known as my psyche before I drown in my own lament.

There are so many that I didn't list, and if any girl that is reading this has to stop and think if they fit the bill of who I am addressing, you most likely already do.  So many crushes I have on the beautiful specimens of the world.  Looking through your profile pictures and Instagram accounts.  The girl who messages me and the girl I send a message to, what does that smiley face mean?  Should I tell her I think she's pretty, should I ask her out for drinks, should I ask her what sounds she makes when she's really excited and tell her how badly I want to find out?  I'm an over thinker, I'm not sure.  My heart is on my sleeve, and I can hopelessly romanticize almost anything or any moment.

I cannot lie, some of you I harbor just the slightest bit of resentment for.  Girls who told me they loved me to two weeks later tell me they don't feel the same.  Girls who loved to hang out with me, or loved to have sex with me, but weren't okay with dating me.  You know who you are, and it sickens me that I am supposed to be the guy, the rough and tumble man in that situation.  Forced and expected to act that things like that don't bother him.  To save face in spite of his heart being stepped on.

But also the flip side of that coin, I have been the asshole that have had girls tell me they wanted to be more or could totally see themselves being in a relationship with and I stopped calling or texting back.  Or a time when I literally stopped answering my phone because I wasn't sure of the future of what we were, and as stated before, I'm so bad with goodbyes.  I am no saint in this story, I have been on both sides of this discussion; asshole guy and heartbroken loser.

Please don't confuse my words with juvenile and love struck sentiment, though.  I am an adult, and as much as I am shouting into the void, do not take these ambiguities as a VagueBook emotional farce.  I live my life, and go on everyday, I do not harp on nor let my feelings for love gone past hinder my life, nor does it create an overemotional mess that makes it impossible for me to function in relationship scenarios.  Oh, quite the contrary to be exact.  In spite of all of these feelings that pass through my mind, I have developed an understanding of my heart, and have created a way for me to enjoy the simplicity of life and love without losing who I am in the process by investing large portions of emotions into every interaction I make.  There are amazing and beautiful people everywhere, and those that I may talk too I wish nothing but happiness and contention for them all.

I want to be a friend and a person that can enjoy their time around, and frankly, yes, I would fuck your brains out, but if you're not interested, that's fantastic!  I love having friends and people to enjoy, it matters not if you want to have sex, but we're adults, if having sex is on the menu it's never something that I would turn away from..   I want to make out with almost all my friends, you beautiful fucking creatures. Those who cry about the friend zone because they feel they're owed something by giving out friendship (something that every fucking human being should give without expecting a return) are fucking children.  Shave your neck beard and man the fuck up, the friend zone doesn't exist, you're just pathetic.

I digress, this letter is me saying goodbye to the times we had, I wish that the times could continue.  In some senses they will, many of the girls mentioned previously are still good friends of mine, some don't speak to me and I can respect that.  Relationships are hard and the cloudy ambiguity of texting and all of the tone that is lost within it has made communication something of problem in today's society.  Huh, ironic how tools that help us communicate with the world at faster and faster rates also creates a schism when dealing personal communication.  Be bold, be honest, the worst people will say to you is no.  Obviously a pinch of charm, a dash a wit, and a sprinkling of rugged good looks never hurts (it works for me at least), but go out there and make connections.  Make new friends.  Fuck their brains out if that's their thing, or just share some good times over some drinks and karaoke, I don't know, whatever it is you kids enjoy these days.

To every girl I ever shared a long stare with, made laugh at a bad pun or shared an evening with.  To the ones whose hand I held, whose cheek I kissed and whose night I made, I miss you, and at 3 AM when the dust settles on the day and the dawn begins to bring anew, remember, you will be on mind.  I'm so bad with goodbyes, so I'll just say later days.

Reese Dunlap

THE NEW COLOR OF MARVEL

If you were asked who Ironman, Thor, Spider-Man, Captain America are then you’d likely have more than a passing knowledge of these icons, unless  you’ve been living under a rock for the past 6 or 7 decades. How could you not, since nowadays they’re everywhere even if you’re not a comic book nerd you know them. Early this week it came to my attention that Marvel is making another big impact change in their comic story division and its not their first either. News broke that there will be a new Ironman but not just another run of the mill shoe filler to hold the place for a while, this change is to become a staple in the comics main continuity. When I say new Ironman I should technically say Ironwoman, and even more technical than that it should be Irongirl. Tony Stark's replacement is going to be a 15 year old MIT undergrad by the name of Riri Jones. Riri is an African-American teenager who came to Tony’s attention when she reverse engineered his Ironman suits. This is actually not the first race change Marvels done to its main character and its actually not the first gender change either.

Circa October 2014 Sam Wilson, better known as Falcon, picked up the nigh indestructible shield and became the new Captain America officially in Captain America #25. Wilson has been a moderately known member of the Avengers since his debut in the comics back in the 60’s but didn’t grab high notoriety until his role was filled by Anthony Mackie in the hit film Captain America: The Winter Soldier and subsequent roles in Avengers: Age of Ultron, Ant-man, and this years killer blockbuster Captain America: Civil War. But even with that said he didn’t gain popularity points until the nation was brought to the attention that an African American man would go from the point of being a sometime sidekick, to pillar of American culture by filling the role of one of medias most infamous characters.

A personal favorite of mine whose run I  followed in depth was Miles Morales Ultimate Spider-man who now is the main continuity Spider-man for the All New, All Different Avengers which follows the world collision events that was the confusing and unnecessary event called Secret Wars (not the old first Secret Wars from like the 70’s-80’s) but anyway Miles is half African American and half Latino and coming from a highly mixed family he easily became a character I wanted to see progress and not get cancelled as I was connecting with him on that same level. Today he’s the main Spiderman in the comics alongside with the classic Peter Parker Spiderman but to the best of my knowledge Miles actually was the first drastic change therefore paving the way for everything being revamped.

Now XX chromosome side we have along with this new Ironman, we previously had two massive changes i.e. Kamala Khan taking over the role of Ms. Marvel from Carol Danvers, a Muslim middle eastern teenage Jersey girl and then there’s also one Jane Foster taking over the mighty mantle of Thor from….well Thor. These changes have severely shown us that change can happen, can work, and can be permanent. In the real life society where middle eastern people are still prejudiced against because of 9/11 and even more so now for ISIS issues, Kamala really was a risky shot in the dark. But one that showed that Marvel isn’t afraid to defy what makes you comfortable, they’re about what’s right and storytelling. A more noticeable change was, as I said, Jane Foster picking up Mjolnir from her former lover Thor. This is something nobody really saw coming and figured once it was revealed that it would only be a short thing and things would go back to normal, but that’s not the case. They stayed and successfully work so to them I say - kudos to you guys.

One can ask what brought on these changes, but really why ask why and just shut the hell up and read the comics, that’s what we’re all here for and enjoy anyway, right? But if you seriously must know, the editor in chief Axel Alonso has told reporters that this has been in the works for years and is an idea he’s been bouncing around for the a long time. If you want to look deeper than that, then just be aware of the change being kind of a needed or expected thing because its not the 60’s anymore where the starting line up for everything was middle aged white guys, its 2016 and the world is different and the new changes actually fit a more real demographic of: different races, ages, and genders as well as orientations; because let’s not forget we now have a dope Hulk who is Asian by the name of Amadeus Cho, and a few years back we had the first comic book gay wedding with the X-men which wash the kick off predecessor for the big cultural changes in Marvel.

Now this is the new Marvel and all, and I for one am all about it because it shows the progress we’ve so sorely needed in this field, but at the same time I’m not use to it as I’m more accustomed to the Classic Marvel Avenger. The old white guys that wore the unitards are what I grew up, with so its honestly a hard accepted transition. But Marvel is for me, the reader, but it’s not solely for me or about me; it’s for everyone, it’s for the fans before me that had to deal with the changes that are normal to you and me, it’s for the next gen that will just pick up a comic book one day and fall in love with the characters and that will be their status quo. At the end of it all; change is common, change is needed for better or for worse. We are all tired of monotony, and seeing this paradigm shift gave me a whole new feeling that didn’t exactly scare me nor did it quite answerd my prayers, it was new like the feeling you get on new comic book Wednesdays.

Check it out and let me know how you guys feel about this new lineup. Do you love it? Do you hate it?

Stay tuned next week y’all and keep one in the chamber for me fam,

Contract Killa Guerilla aka K. Maryland

TOP TENSDAY: MY TOP TEN FAVORITE TV DRAMAS

Welcome back, kids!  You've clicked the correct buttons on your mobile device so I would be safe in assuming that you didn't lose any digits in any firework incidents this past holiday.  Which is fantastic, because now you can view this week's Top Tensday!

This turn of the wheel, the reader gets to peruse a listing of my favorite TV dramas!  I promise you there will be no spoilers, so feel free to read without fear.  I chose to limit this list to only hour long dramas because my love of cartoons, comedies and anime would be A) exhausting to attempt to whittle the list to ten and B) would not leave enough room to truly do these amazing shows justice.  So without hesitation, I bring you this week's list!

Honorable Mention

Carnivale

This was a great series that never got to truly spread it's wings being canceled abruptly after it's second season.  The age old tale of good vs. evil is spread across the setting of the rural midwest Dust Bowl.  Our protagonist is in the form of a convict on the run hiding withing a traveling carnival full of mystics, shapeshifters, psychics and other supernatural kin with the ability to heal but at the cost of taking the "life force" from his surroundings.  He is unknowingly pitted against the dangerous Brother Justin, a traveling preacher with the power to reveal the hidden sins of man to themselves, resulting in being overpowered by guilt and remorse.  They were set on a collision course of subliminally designed biblical proportions that we were never lucky enough to witness.

Spartacus

 An amazingly fun romp through the sands of Ancient Rome, this short series retold the story of Spartacus in hour long epics of gladiator battle, wanton nudity and colorful language.

With the sudden sickness and subsequent death of titular star Andy Whitfield, producer Sam Raimi intelligently went back and produced a prequel season before finding a proper replacement to finish out the series.  It started slowly, but culminated in season1 finale, "Kill Them All," which is still one of my favorite hours in TV viewing history.

True Detective

It's not often in TV do soft spoken gems emerge like diamonds in the rough sea of syndicated sitcoms and celebrity infused reality shows (there's nothing real about Kardashian, let's be honest}, but every once in awhile TV throws you a curveball and you are treated to magic unfolding in a weekly hourly format.  Such was the case with season 1 of True Detective.  Showcasing the dramatic subtlety of veterans Matthew Mcconaughey and Woody Harrelson, this show fascinated viewers with a veil of mystique and terror that would captivate us for its duration.  A benchmark in storytelling, this a high recommendation for any fans of murder, mystery and eerily magical dialogue.

10. Merlin

 Possibly the most family friendly show on the list, this BBC series ran for 5 seasons,and told the origin story of the world's most famous wizard.  No, not the Boy Who Lived, but the OG man in the pointed hat, Merlin.  Taking cues from ensemble fantasy shows like Buffy the Vampire Slayer, we were treated to weekly adventures of a young Merlin and now Prince Arthur as they attempted to rid the land of Camelot of evil spirits and apparitions.  The glue that held it together was the ongoing arc of Merlin hiding his magic from all besides his trusty mentor, Gauis, and the further foregoing tales of Arthur's relationship with pre-royalty Guinevere, the gathering of the knights of the round table, Excalibur, and prophecies of the future evils of then allies Morgana and Mordrid.

9. Peaky Blinders

Of all of the shows on the list, this is my most recent obsession.  It's so damn good, that when formulating this list there was no doubt in my mind that it would make it.  The show tells the story of the Shelby brothers and friends from Birmingham, England that have returned from WW1 and have become a notorious gang of racketeers.  Cillian Murphy has seemed to grown a hard nosed edge not necessarily perceived in previous roles that makes him a perfect fit as the stalwart leader of the gang, second oldest of the brothers Tommy Shelby.

 (Cillian smoked an estimated 3,000 tea leaf cigarettes during the filming of the most recent season)

With a supporting cast of top notch stars (Sam Neill, Tom Hardy and Ioan Gruffold), Peaky is an under the radar home run that any fan of time pieces, British mobsters or those who likes to see hooligans slash out eyes with razor blades tucked in their peaked hats (hence the title), should check out this awesome series.

8. Vikings

History Channel found a winner with this LOOSELY based true story retelling of the rise of Viking society.  Our hero, visionary, mohawked badass Ragnar Lothbrok, his equally kick ass shield maiden wife Lagertha, two handed axe wielding brother Rollo, and battle tested son Bjorn Ironside set out to pillage and plunder the Western world with a cast of shield mates and future conspirators and mutineers.  Drama is never in short supply when slavery, prophecies and infidelity are at play, and this show does not lack in any of these departments.  The characters, and Ragnar especially, have a cool factor that makes this show a must watch for fans of blood and battle, if it pleases the gods that is.

7. The Walking Dead

(Don't dead, open inside?}

Everyone's favorite post zombie apocalypse drama has most definitely earned it's spot on the list.  Will I say choices the show runners have made that have strayed them off of the amazing path already laid out by the comic book's source material have caused this show to backslide down the list?  Damn straight.  I promised that this list would be spoiler free, and I intend to stick to that, but for a show that has grown notoriety for not being afraid to kill it's main characters, it has dropped the ball... which is sad because said ball shouldn't have dropped; it was set up on a tee, and the barbed wire baseball bat was right there ready to knock it out of the park.

(Swing away, Negan)

Even still, with favorite characters like queen of the wasteland, Carol, crazy Rick (cause I only like Rick when he's at his most unhinged), zombie apocalypse Whoopi Goldberg, and the hillbilly Boondock Saint just to name a few, this show has held my attention now going into it's 7th season, and I don't show any signs of stopping tuning in.

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6. Doctor Who

Now what type of list would this be if I forgot everyone's favorite madman with a box?  Beginning in 1963, Doctor Who has been captivating fans worldwide with tales of aliens and monsters spanning across multiple timelines and dimensions.  With a protagonist that (stole) owns a telephone box that is "bigger on the inside" than can travel anywhere in space and time and that can regenerate after dying, this show created the perfect formula for longevity.  A family show crafted by the minds of the BBC, this heartfelt, fun and fancy free series will rip your heart from your chest, put a cigarette out on it, and leave it in a bin labeled "fuck your feelings."  A show truly not afraid to kill main characters, since, ya know, killing the main character is it's main plot device, this show has been giving nerds and tumblr SuperWhoLock fan fiction authors a traumatic case of the feels since it's triumphant return to regular programming in 2005.

  

Complex and well engineered, this cavalcade of paradoxes will keep you guessing and wanting more, as long as there's no more Clara, we're really sick of her.

 

5. Deadwood

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I blame the tunnel vision like focus of HBO executives on drawing out 8 years of waiting to NOT show Tony Soprano getting his just desserts for the premature cancellation of wonderful programming like Rome, Carnivale and the literal cream of HBO's crop, Deadwood.  I know there are diehard Wire fans that will disagree with me, and honestly, it would be a hard if not impossible argument for me to win.  But where I saw a cop drama unfold with amazing acting and writing, I also saw the obvious; a cop show.  It will always be confined by the box of it's own design.  Now you can counter that this was simply a western, but I would argue that Deadwood was much more than your Roy Rogers romp and even more so than a gritty spaghetti western.  All the complexity of crooked cops and straight shooters and conversely the ins and outs of murderers, mobsters and addicts you would see in your average cop drama got the wild, wild West treatment before layered with on point scripts and memorable characters.

 (Mr. Wu and ain't nothing to fuck with.)

 From the accurate depictions of the death of outlaw Wild Bill Hickock, de facto lawman Seth Bullock, and the wiley and hilarious ways of Calamity Jane, Deadwood delivered week in and week out and yet only survived 3 years in the shadow of north Jersey's favorite wise guy.

 4. Sherlock 

From the pages of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Doctor Who show runners Steven Moffat and Mark Gatiss brings us a modern day adaptation of the world's most famous detective, sorry Bats.  The picture above shows the classic look of our beloved hetero but not so hetero team of Watson and Holmes, and I used this photo to aid in my point in why I believe Sherlock is the best written show airing on TV as we speak.  The fast talking, always thinking deduction mastermind Holmes was most recently seen in last years Christmas special, The Abominable Bride.  An episode that took us back to Victorian London that so beautifully bridged the old and new setting as if it had been planned since day one of principal filming.  For any fan of witty, asshole-ish sociopaths, I HIGHLY recommend this show.  With 3 seasons under it's belt, it only has a total of 9 actual episodes.  The great part that each is an hour and a half long, as a miniseries if you will, each story gives you a full arc, and time for it's characters and stories to stretch out it's legs and breathe.  I cannot sing the praises of stars Benedict Cumberland Farms (something like that) and Bilbo Baggins enough.  A fantastic score, superbly directed and superimposed text showcase an attention to detail and production that I just adore.

If you haven't, watch, if you have watched, then watch again.

3. Heroes

Not all the shows on this list have the cleanest of track records.  I will get this out of the way early in this review;  The looming writing strike that Hollywood was faved with a couple of years back affected many films and shows at the time.  None of which faced the nasty backlash of this like Heroes.  I stayed a faithful viewer through the trainwreck that was the shortened and obviously disjointed second season (the season in which the strike directly affected), the smart introduction of Villains of the first half of season 3 and subsequent ball dropping of the second half with the "Fugitives" arc, and the mess that was the final season which you could tell the ship was sinking and the band playing was starting to sound flat.  None of this negativism could remove this show from the list, and I say that with much confidence because of the STELLAR premiering first season.

(Save the cheerleader, save the world.)

To me, the most fun and favorite opening season of any show I have ever watched, Heroes started with so much promise that it would develop into the live action X-Men TV series we all wanted.  Sadly, we weren't so lucky and the show was cancelled before it's true potential could be realized.  Unlike many fan favorite shows, Heroes actually made a return with the Heroes Reborn miniseries. Although I felt the the writers obviously had their heads in the right, it sadly all seemed too little, too late.

2. Game of Thrones

Is anyone surprised?  Honestly, there's probably more surprise that this didn't top the list, but as great as this show is, it has flaws, but c'mon, you thought your book reading, liveblogging, door holding, many faced god praying, white walking, Maisie Williams adoring

(Jesus, take the wheel)

resident GoT fanatic wasn't going to include the unanimously decided most popular show on TV?  Get real.

It all started when I heard that journeyman actor and personal fave of mine, Sean Bean was set to star in a new season.  I figured I would give it the once over, and 10 shocking, incestuous, molten gold pouring, head chopping episodes later, I found myself at the nearest Barnes & Noble's purchasing the entire series of novels.  Everyone knows how much I adore this albeit loose, yet phenomenal adaptation of my favorite books, so I will save you a lengthy diatribe.  What I will say is that it is a wonderful story of politics, betrayal and magic, ripe with murder, dragons and full frontal nudity, and if you decide not to watch it, at least you could learn a thing or two and pick up the books, they are fun and fast reads.  Of course, you don't have to watch it if you don't choose to, just get comfortable under that rock of obscurity you like so much.

1. Breaking Bad

 

If I can, let me take a moment to say how much stress, anxiety and anticipation play a role in what excites me, or the average human being.  We all love a sense of the unknown.  As much as we say we hate it, it's what drives us to continue on living.  Not knowing how successful the outcomes will be is as much a part of the experience as actually making it  It's the adrenaline that pushes us to see things through.

There has never been nor am I sure ever will be a show that created such a palatable sense of tension as Vince Gilligan has served up to us in the form of a gifted chemistry teacher diagnosed with cancer that with what seemed no options left decided to get into the meth making business- excuse me, I meant the EMPIRE business.  Each week, I would sit around the glow of the television set yelling into the void, "there's NO WAY Walt and Jesse are going to get out of this."

And every week I was wrong.  An empire is exactly what happened.  An empire of a show that was bestowed upon us.  We were treated week in and out for 5 seasons of crazed turmoil, twisting allegiances, psychotic hitmen, roofed pizzas, and yes Flynn, even breakfast. Teamed with his junkie protege, wigger poster child Jesse Pinkman, Walter White maneuvered the criminal underbelly of New Mexico's crystal meth industry and garnered a following of immense proportions.  Easily one of the most quotable series to date, shot, scored and acted at the highest of levels, this perennial award winning MASTERPIECE of a show is in my humble and irrelevant opinion, the best television show to have ever aired.  So MASH and The Wire can put that in it's pipe and smoke it, but just don't add chili p, I fucking hate chili powder.

Let the argument commence!  Make sure you share, comment and like!  Tell me about my choices and why you're smarter and your choices are better.  Hell, you can even write a blog about it!  Until next week chaps!

Reese Dunlap