The great thing about the internet is that you can have any deep, dark, in-the-closet-hide-your-face-in-shame obsession and not only with you find others similarly afflicted, but afflicted to a degree that it can allow you to hold your head up just a little higher knowing that not only are you NOT the only one, but that there are people out there who make your obsession seem as merely casual interest.
The downside to this is that the more you read the information gathered by the similarly obsessed, the more complacent you become about your own obsession and the less you try to hide it. You can easily delude yourself into thinking that you are perfectly normal just because there is someone else crazier. The result (if you should be so misguided as to share your useless information with others) is at best blank stares, and at worst open contempt.
The wonderful thing about blogging is that I don't have to give a shit about either. So in that spirit, I present to you MY OBSESSION.
Bet you all thought it was going to be dirty. Sickos.
Disclaimer: I must emphasize that I had no idea this much information existed on The Waltons. I was humbled. But I must offer the fact that I searched for it as proof of my obsession.
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I am in awe!!
Waltons and Little House on the Prarie were my favorite shows growing up. I still watch both on Hallmark channel.
I love Obsession too. Mine is by Calvin Klein.
That's some sick ass shit.
And you called those of us hoping for something dirty "sickos"?? While I may be a sicko, that is the least of the reasons. :D
Y'mean the Waltons wasn't drrrty? With that whole extended family sayin' g'night to each other from the same bedroom 'n such?
If Johnboy divorced Mary Ellen, would they still be cousins?
;)
That's the most disgusting thing I've ever seen.
I think I would have prefered to see a more darker, main stream obsession from you over this one. This one makes me worry about you. Please tell me that you don't own any memorabilia.
I'm shocked! Who knew?
Boo - I don't have time and I hate Little House on the Prarie, but I'd watch the Waltons if I got the chance.
Trash - Isn't it though?
Day Dreamer - True enough. I thought a little hyperbole might brighten everyone's day,
Cig - The sleeping arrangements were as chaste as possible for a bunch of Virginia hillbillies. And John-boy and Mary Ellen were brother and sister. John-boy was the eldest, and Mary Ellen was the third. Jason was inbetween.
jp - no it isn't.
Jen - I don't. I'm not old enough. By the time I started watching it it was in syndication.
Never got into "The Waltons" myself, but it was one of very few shows I ever remember my mom enjoying when I was a kid, making the first season DVD a great Mothers Day gift for her this year.
:) I'm cracking up here! I think we all have "dirty little secrets" that we don't want to admit. Mine is (shush, don't tell anyone) The Brady Bunch!!!
I dated a woman once who wanted to wear a bonnet like in Little House on the Prairie. She was a freak, in a good way, LOL. Too bad she went back to that asshole of a boyfriend she had before.
I never liked John boy. I wished he'd get that mole burned off his face. And the dad always looked a bit shifty too...
I loved the dad. I couldn't stand any of the boys, but I just loved the dad. I liked that shifty look. And I really did hate the mole.
I liked Grandma Esther cuz I had a grandma named Esther. Good night Z.
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