Last night, Jillian and I watched the final episode of Six Feet Under. For three years we've rented disc after disc, catching up with the Fishers every time we got together. Despite the temptation to watch ahead during the months between visits, we didn't cheat. It was our thing; we flew thousands of miles and then spent our time together watching our show. And now it's done. It feels empty -- which is odd. I never thought I'd feel that way about a TV show. The end of Six Feet is the end of an era. Cliché, yes, but also true.

If you have never seen this show, WATCH IT. Go to your local video store and pick up the first disc of the first season IMMEDIATELY. You thought Sex and the City was addictive? Well...so is Six Feet. But it's a better addiction -- much more thought-provoking and beautiful. So much bigger. And so much less disappointing in the end.

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