Why Can't I Handle All Of These Truths

Now, I must confess at this point that I cannot begin in earnest until I retrieve my copy of The X-Files Complete First Season boxset from my friend Richard, who has had it for two years.  How many  episodes has he watched?  None.  What did he lend me in return? Black Hawk Down.  Thanks, Richard.

Anyway, I plan to update this blog with some random X-thoughts in the meantime, because that is what it is for!  I want to begin by perhaps clarifying how I intend to cover the series, what I'm actually going to be writing in this blog.

For a start, this isn't going to be an exhaustive exploration of the show; silliness and light-heartedness is the order of the day.  To put that into context, I had to really hold back from writing "X-haustive X-ploration" just then.  I'll be critical, I'll be analytical where I deem it necessary, but mostly I'll be taking the piss.

To put it another way, The Truth Is Not In Here.