During the first, or maybe it was second, night of my eighth grade field trip to Washington DC I wanted to see the premiere of a new show called Twin Peaks. Fortunately, my roommates were also interested so that night we gathered around the motel room's small TV and watched. What I saw that night forever changed the way I looked at TV shows (no hyperbole). From buying the soundtrack on cassette to getting Laura Palmer's Diary at B. Dalton's, I was obsessed with the series like none before. My love of mysterious/offbeat genre shows that followed (e.g. The X-Files, Lost, Orphan Black, Mr. Robot, etc..) can be traced to that April night in 1990. When I first heard David Lynch was bringing this back I was both excited and wary. I knew it could never recreate that feeling I had watching the original, but I also knew it wouldn't likely tarnish the memory. Now, after watching the first two episodes I can safety say I have no damn idea what is going on. Which just means that Twin Peaks is back, baby!!!