Dullsville. Population: All Of Us
I honestly don't remember--and I have a LONG memory. A creepy long memory. A memory that I often wish weren't quite as razor sharp as it is. And if there's a chance that I forgot something General Hospital related, I have eight (!) (!!) (!!!) years worth of archives that I can go through to check my facts--a period of time in which General Hospital was so relentlessly...dull.
There have been periods where it's been AWFUL. Like, all caps, italicized, I talked to people about it (usually against their will) and actually physically foamed at the mouth AWFUl.
There have been periods of fineness and even goodness.
Both of those periods had something notable; something that you could point to and say "CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT [AMAZING OR TERRIBLE THING] JUST HAPPENED?!" and either smile broadly with delight or punch yourself in the face repeatedly as you try to dream up the PERFECT rage-filled nickname for whatever plot atrocity had just been committed.
I long for those days. Even the self-punching days. I hated them while I lived them, but they at least gave us something to discuss. Now? I watched General Hospital twice today (once to watch and once to watch all of the points I had tuned out) and I couldn't tell you anything that happened, except that Ava is horrendous at villainy and Michael Easton tried for the first time in a long time. Other than that, I assume that people talked about stuff and also did things...? I have literally no recollection of 120 minutes of my life.
Is this what amnesia is like?!
We need to make a General Hospital drinking game, to make things even remotely interesting. Suggestions? Please note: we cannot take a drink every time Franco says something irritating. I can't have mass alcohol poisoning on my conscience.