It's hard to shake people of their opinions. But that seems especially true when it comes to television. People love their shows and they want you to as well.
But even with technology allowing you to watch what you want when you want, I have my limit. And despite pleas from my friends, I stuck with my schedule, which is built around the 30-minute sitcom.
A friend asked me what I watched one time, and after I told him he said: "You realize you watch nothing but sitcoms?" I had never thought about it that way. But hey, it can be a tough world out there, so what's wrong with relaxing with a few laughs?
After "The Sopranos" ended it was all sitcoms all the time for me. I never doubted that there was plenty of quality TV I was missing out on, but I never meant it as a personal affront to friends who watched other shows. I was just concerned that my TV cup might runneth over.
You know how it is: You start watching a new show, you get addicted to it and then you're worried about getting home in time to watch it on that certain night or finding time to watch it on the DVR. An hour show is a commitment, too. I didn't need the hassle.
But as with any temptation, there comes a time when you say "what the heck" and give it a try. One time won't do any harm. I can quit any time I want. But one time led to the next, and pretty soon I couldn't do without it. And that's how I ended up watching "Friday Night Lights."
Which wouldn't be so bad if that's where it stopped. But it proved to be a gateway show, and it led me to the hard stuff - "24." Now I've gone from punch lines and laugh tracks to torture and watch your back.
Jack Bauer has taken a lot of people out, so I guess I should be happy that he's only killed my social life. But much like him, I knew what the situation was and still decided to get into it.
And much like he does, I find myself in a predicament. My once sitcom-only TV schedule is bookended by a pair of hour-long dramas, and I don't know how to escape. Who knows what's next? A mini-series?
Until further notice, I guess you can find me camped out in front of the TV. Admitting you have a problem is the first step to recovery, right?
E-mail Todd Cline at firstname.lastname@example.org. His column appears on Wednesdays.