If I have stuff to write, then why don't I just write it for me?
The Harry Morgan train has officially pulled into the M*A*S*H station.
Me: "I can't watch seven seasons of M*A*S*H! I won't have any time! I won't have any focus! I won't have any retinas!"
spatch: "You don't have to watch seven seasons of M*A*S*H!"
Me: "But I'm going to run out of film noir!"
(Topper: it's eight seasons, counting inclusively.)
Me: "I never had this problem with Van Heflin!"
Me: "I can't watch seven seasons of M*A*S*H! I won't have any time! I won't have any focus! I won't have any retinas!"
Me: "But I'm going to run out of film noir!"
(Topper: it's eight seasons, counting inclusively.)
Me: "I never had this problem with Van Heflin!"

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In any event, it'll be neat to hear what you think of the later episodes (and I guess the series as a whole?) as you get further along! MASH will always be inextricably linked with Star Trek in my mind, as my local station growing up played them one right after another in reruns (for the longest time it was TNG at midnight, DS9 at 1 AM, and then a 3-hour block of MASH from 2-5, so I'd often catch the opening credits). But I never actually got into the series until early college, when I started watching with my boyfriend at the time. (Something about the 70s' color palette, and the fact that I thought it was a straight drama, turned me off as a kid.
Something, something, the folly of youth.) Needless to say, I quickly fell in love upon exposure to it as a young adult.