Yes, I Binge Watched Fuller House

I will not include spoilers for those who haven't watched it yet. First, I assumed from the get go that the show would be ripe with the same cheesiness as the original. I was not disappointed. Catchphrases were plentiful, there was lots of hugging, and you couldn't outrun the special, tender moments if you wanted to. Not that they're a bad thing. I liked the original show. It was perfect for families. Fuller House is a bit more adult, seeing as how the youngsters are all grown up, but it is still family friendly. I also found it to be hilarious. Seriously. I laughed many many times. DJ's middle son Max is adorably funny and Steve (or Steve-a-reeno, as I like to call him) was probably my favorite. He was charming and sweet and so funny. Even Kimmy Gibbler was fun to watch. (I know, the universe must be imploding.) The original adults (Danny, Uncle Jesse, Aunt Becky, and Joey) show up here and there, which was fine, though I could have done with less Joey. He was never a favorite. I wasn't even sad that the Michelle twins weren't there, though there were a couple of times they were there in spirit. I know some people are worried that the actors' personal lives will somehow taint the experience. I knew about most of the dirt beforehand, but still enjoyed the show. I laughed (a lot), got teary-eyed, and wanted to see more. From what I've read online, there's a good chance there won't be a season two. If there is, I'll totally watch. If not, I'll watch season one again someday. Good times.

For now, I'll go back to watching Frasier. And The Office. I've gone through both several times and keep going back. Thank you, Netflix.
P.S. They don't need a reunion/reboot.