So I pop my RSS reader up a bit ago and see a headline from TMZ titled Full House Reunion. With a lump already in my throat, I click on the link and find out that Ashley Olsen and Bob Sagat had dinner together. Yay. TMZ says it couldn’t have been coincidental and Ashley Olsen had a confused look on her face when confronted. I figured that was just her normal expression. She also almost got into the wrong car, thankfully it wasn’t driven by Britney Spears at the time.
Full House falls into the same realm as Family Matters: shows I used to watch and can’t fathom now why I did. Full House is a whole nother level of Hell however. Trying to watch an episode of that now is not unlike sitting in a torturous trap designed by Jigsaw or something with the odds being high that I’d opt to hit the button that’d cause knives to fly into my eyeballs. I even detest Jesse now. Years ago I would’ve considered that blasphemy. I blame age and the withering effects of everyday life.
Video - TMZ - Full House Reunion
