Mailing It In

The best way to endear yourself to the reader is just once you start to get them interested, say, six posts, you get them all excited about the Friday post about the bastardized NBC version of Australia's Kath & Kim and what do you come here and find? Nothing.

Nothing.

Now, allow me to explain why. I Tivo'd(Tivoed? Tivo'ed) it, and now I just can't bring myself to watch it because I made the mistake of reading other peoples reviews of it and now I feel like anything I write will be a complete replica of their smarted, better put together review.

I know you don't come here for serious reviews though, I lack the journalistic skills. As a matter of fact, what I do doesn't really resemble journalism or proper criticism at all. More a guerrilla attack on things that do a fine job of mocking themselves. No one beats a dead horse quite like I do(turning to cliches, another excellent example of mailing it in).

From this point I could go on a long rant involving a big horse metaphor that would probably get less funny with each word, or I could tell you that's what I thought about doing and didn't.

See how this works? Its great!

But for anyone who really wanted to read my thoughts on Kath & Kim, well, I have none. Based off what I've read it should be canceled. That takes all the pressure off when season 2 doesn't roll around.

We, well, I'll be back strong as ever on Monday. Do you doubt me? You shouldn't. The Pick-Up Artist 2 starts Sunday night. As for Tuesday, I'll be reviewing My Own Worst Enemy, which because it interferes with the ALCS, I'll have to watch it Tuesday morning. And if Christian Slater thinks I want to wake up to his in all likelyhood awful schizo spy show then, well, he just doesn't know me at all.