Author: Ashley Seaman

In our morning lessons, you will practice your motor skills and hand/eye coordination.  I will not take attendance as there are too many of you, so if you want individual attention, you will have to fight for it.   We will test your capacity to focus and execute applied knowledge, but what it really comes down to is how quickly you bounce back when the world you once trusted hurls you, unequipped, into the abyss. You would be most wise to use your inevitable defeat as a recess. You get twenty seconds.  Avenge your worth in a subsequent cohort. Form fast…

To investigate my compulsive binge-watching of Fuller House, I’ve held it up against another show I obsessively consumed: Friends. Both shows are fueled by a story engine of love, both have been granted a revival courtesy of Netflix, and both have a door that is perpetually unlocked, setting unrealistic domestic expectations for those living in a major city. But arguably, Friends is a good show. So why did I watch Fuller House? Both shows have seen me through various stages of adolescence and adulthood, and they’ve probably shaped me into the person I am today.   Just kidding. But let’s compare and judge…