A treatise on the Gilmore Girls.

My gal started watching it years ago, when it first came out and it drove me out of my mind having to sit through that shite. But over time I came to appreciate the pure genius of it and how it was so perfectly made for women and women alone. That show wanted nothing to do with men.

Everything about it was geared toward the psyche of a woman and the most captivating piece of it was so maddening to me until I came to understand it. And once I understood, I saw the light and began to feel the power of it as well.

The constant, unyielding, unstoppable, no breaks, no breaths dialogue. I mean those bitches never stopped talking. No pauses, no moment of thought or contemplation, no introspection. Just a torrent of fricking yammering and you know what. It wasn't at all abrasive.

Such a brilliant and perfect understanding of women. Constant talking about life, love, men, boys and Moms.

It was as though the dialogue was some sort of female tuning fork or sound frequency that only women can feel but what I found is men can feel it too if they're patient.

The tone, tenor and especially the cadence of the dialogue seemed to be a language within a language. A hum, if you will that women find soothing in ways they don't even realize.

Well I came to find it soothing as well. I came to love the show and I have no shame in admitting that I've seen every episode.

If you haven't, sit down and watch Gilmore Girls with your wife or girlfriend. She'll appreciate it very much and along the way, you'll learn alot about her.