Can't Go On

Sometimes, in the middle of an ordinary day, I find myself missing “Go On.” Like I’ll be thinking about something like the texture of raisins and all of a sudden I’ll remember, “Damn, that was a good show.” And I’ll start bemoaning the lack of Anne and her Anne-isms in my life. So for the three of you out there who, like me, continue to bemoan the loss of this wonderful show, this is for you. What I am feeling about missing this show is definitely getting more.