In other words, me.
(Except I don’t charge late fees).
And I should - late fees, I mean. My dad held onto this film for nearly eight months, and every time I tried to take it back, “Oh, no, leave it, I haven’t watched it yet.” I still don’t have it back - he brought it up to Connecticut to return it, and I left it so my uncle could watch it.
The folks have been begging me for awhile to burn The Sopranos Season Five onto DVD. I’m kind of surprised they like the show at all, what with the violence and the liberal useage of the word ‘fuck’, and - oh yeah - the big boobs all over the place. Silvio is by far their favorite character, and whenever the topic turns to the show, they both parody him parodying Al Pacino, “Just when I thought I was out, they dragged me back in!”
Oh, right, burning to DVD? See, I’ve got a computer with a DVD burner.
And I also have bit-torrent.
And over the summer, I downloaded the complete fifth season of the mob drama (and let’s be fair here - this last year was a big let down over the previous four). The plan was to burn the series to disc so my parents could view it - yeah, uh, because I am the Chief Stupid Computer Person, I couldn’t figure out how to get the DVD burner to actually burn DVDs.
Because I’m Chief Stupid Computer Person (as anyone who reads this blog knows).
But that’s okay, because HBO has announced the 5th season of The Sopranos for a June release date - and, actually, the day after the 61st anniversary of this day.
And at least it’ll keep ‘em from, “Jeff, when are you bringing over movies for us to watch?”
(Funny story: everyone I work with who had HBO would watch it Sunday night. I’d download it Sunday, and watch it Monday before going into work. And we’d talk about it. Early in the season, I’d predicted that Adrianna’s FBI story line would result in her getting whacked, and Zap disagreed with me. He was off the Monday after the show aired, so I called and left him a message on his home machine: “I told you she got it!” Of course, he hadn’t yet SEEN the episode and walked into his house with the express intent to hit play on his VCR and watch it … of course, walking into the house, he hit play on the answering machine while he settled in … of course, Tuesday morning, he burst into the store, pointed at me, and roared, “I’M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!”)
UPDATE:
If you were to ask me what DVD box-set I was most anticipating this year, I would have said Scrubs. I’m still looking forward to that DVD collection — easily the best thing NBC currently airs — but my excitement level has just been notched up considerably for this.