I knew I was going to be flying on an airline with no internet connection so I thought I’d take a DVD with me to watch on the plane. Everything I had from Netflix was either something that Gabe and I both wanted to watch or iCarly, so those were out of the question. Then I remembered! I borrowed the entire series “Six Feet Under” from a friend about a year ago and I want to watch all of them and Gabe doesn’t. Perfect! I put disc one in a jewel case and brought it with me.
So I am watching the DVD on my laptop in a full airplane when I remember. “Six Feet Under” is full of sex scenes and drugs. Gay sex scenes! Smoking of weed! Dead people! Gore! Perfect for watching in public.
You know how you are on a train or an airplane and you glance over to see what other people are watching? I’m always like, Oh, that guy is watching Major League, I love that movie! or Really dude? Sister Act II? So I am sure the person next to me is thinking – Wow, that lady is watching Dexter having sex with a bald guy and now there are little kids in an embalming room. Wait, was that girl just sucking on that guy’s toes?
But I am not watching the in-flight movies again unless I am forced to. There is no way I am letting Miley Cyrus make me cry. Again.
So for now, “Six Feet Under” it is.
They shouldn’t let me out in public.