Frasier

For reasons I’ll never fully comprehend, I decided to watch the entire show of “Frasier” from start to finish. It’s 11 seasons. 264 episodes. A big commitment. I started last year when I returned to the States after living in Amsterdam for almost two years. I was tired of European things and wanted to steep like a teabag in something American and funny that would require very little brain power on my part.

Today I finished the final episode, and I feel nothing. No sense of completion, no “I did that!” It’s more a feeling of “Now what?” No one’s going to give me an award for this, or even want to talk about it, since it’s an old show that went off the air years ago. So in a sense I’ve wasted my time. I don’t know why I did that. And now that I’m done, I realize that the question I’m faced with is the same question that I had when I first got back from Europe.

Now what?

A year ago the answer was “watch the entirety of ‘Frasier!’” and that really did feel sensible at the time. I was crazed from moving and needed to ground myself in something dependable. But life is different now. I’m bored. I don’t know what to do now. I’m really afraid the new answer is something ridiculous like “move to Japan!” or “move to New York!” or “take a job doing comedy on a boat!” (which is not a bad answer and is looking more inviting daily) I don’t know what the fuck to do with myself. Being unemployed sucks. Being unemployed with means sucks even worse, though I realize I’ll get no sympathy points for that.

I’m scared and tired and I wish there was more “Frasier” to watch. I miss that stupid show.