Wednesday, November 28, 2007

"It's called Gold Case. It's a cross between Deal or No Deal and Millionare with a charming celebrity host, to be determined!"

I really hope that the Hollywood writer's strike can be resolved soon. If it doesn't, the television that I love so much could die. In a worst-case scenario, Hollywood will tell the writers to screw off replacing the quality programming they produce with reality television that doesn't require people with brains to run. We could see an all-reality television line-up.

If that ever happens, watch for my obituary.

2 comments:

M & M said...

Amen. I miss my Office!

Kirsten said...

I have an idea. What if we boycott TV. Then the stikes have to end. Or we can kick them in the knees.