How about Barnabas just bringing the Old House into the twentieth century. Okay, when he was vamped, I can see him wanting to keep things the way he remembered them. Wax him nostalgic. But after he was cured and knew he was going to live a normal life with Ford Mustangs instead of horse-and-carriages, and the evenings could be spent watching Gunsmoke rather than sitting in candlelight playing whist for entertainment, one would think that he would prefer to have the convenience of hitting a switch instead of firing up candles, or let Willie just set the knobs on the stove rather than chucking wood into some brick-and-iron oven (let alone having to beat their clothes on a rock instead of just tossing them into the washer). I mean, c'mon Barnabas. For cryin' out loud, you even learned how to drive a car! Get with the times!
Gerard
