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Orange is the New Black-Season 1 Review (10 years later)



Orange is the new black is the first Netflix original show that I've watched. So let me start out by stating that I think the format is really liberating for series creators. Not being locked into standard network or even cable timeslot restrictions that dictate your run time helps keep episodes tight. One of the best things about Orange was that none of the episodes felt too long or too short, they were all just right.

For the uninitiated the show is centered around Piper Hampton a 20 something Wasp that is engaged to a 30-something struggling writer. 

Nothing like logging on to blogger and finding a 10 year old review for a show that you didn't really like in the first place. I couldn't even tell you all that much about OITNB 10 years out from my watch other than it was one of Netflix's first big shows and I thought everything in it wrapped up too conveniently. When I spoke with friends and colleagues about it that had seen the show, they likened it to a Korean drama, but I don't watch those so I can't say whether or not that rang true for me. 

Anyhow, I don't know what I expected to find when I logged onto Blogger this evening. Honestly, I didn't even realize that this website still existed. 10 years ago, I was 1 year into my relationship with my now wife, and mother of my child Laura Fox Holloway. The reason I even wanted a place to write about the difficult time I'm having right now. But holy fucking shit do I always end up blogging about difficult times. 

I'd like to write about things that have gone right in the past 10 years. I got married. That was cool. I have maintained, if not grown my video production business. I have a son, Thomas Joseph Holloway. I also have a wonderful dog (Matzah Ball Holloway). Sure things aren't exactly where I thought they would be growing up, but honestly, I'm doing pretty damn well. I even found out before I logged on here that my student loans have been forgiven. So it's official, only 20 years post graduation, I am officially no longer in debt for my education. Zot! Zot! Let's fucking go!!!

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