Where it possibly started
I don’t know when I saw my first episode, but I must have been rather small and young. I think it was a summer, no, it must have been a winter—it was rather dark I think so winter is a safer bet. The thing is, while I liked it fine without noticing the subtility or the real goodness of it, I think I was too young to get really hooked on it. I watched it when I could, but I didn’t kill for it. Not like I would for certain shows I’ve gotten addicted to recently. But I think it was the first tv-sho I really liked.
Fastforward to around 1995. TV4 had bought the rights and showed M*A*S*H again, late at night. Me being the person I am, has always been up longer than I should so I cought it. I was hocked. Ther other people in school talked about the show that was just before it, an Austrailian soap about female prisoners that even crackbabies on acid despiced. But a few of us watched M*A*S*H despite the fact thet it was on a loating timetable in the middle of the night. Sometime every weekday between 1:00-3:00 it would be on, and as expected I missed quite a lot of them. School made it impossible to stay up too long.
A few years later, they showed it again. Me being unemployed and later enrolled into the Big U in Växjö, I could catch most of the shows I missed. I say most since TV4 still used floated it around in the timetable. One week it could be at around noon, prefect reall as I could watch and eat. then it could be 3:00 in the night the next week and then back to noon. It drove me bonkers. (This was also the beginning of my hatred towards Channel 4—it has grown since then.)
And now, TV4+ has a marathon. And I saw Arrested Development’s Jeffrey Tambor looking far too young. Still a damn good show. Possible one of the best ever, but then again I got this whole baggage of nostalgia and bullcrap so what do I know.
Tommy, you swine, done with your season 7 yet?

— Tommy (@ 27. December 2004, 08:23)
— Ola (@ 28. December 2004, 15:57)