Saturday, November 29, 2008

I am so tired...

So tired, I would rather remain sitting here, at my computer, burning time on the Internet, than to get up, brush my teeth and go to bed.

Truth be told, there are a very limited number of sites I frequent every day, and after I've gotten my fill of them, I am left with nothing to do. Three hours later, I arise from my computer after having gone into some daze that allows me to waste time at superhuman levels. About three hours ago, I sat down to read some comics. One hour later I had read about 50 or so chapters and I wondered, "What next?" Well, it hit me like things that like to hit each other hit things, I would get onto a video streaming site and catch the only bits of 30 Rock I have yet to see (thanks to my Netflix account and lack of cable), the 3rd season.

30 Rock is the best show on tv. Hands down. I don't care if there's an effing Antiques Roadshow marathon on, 30 Rock is the smartest, funniest show I have seen in a long time, since Arrested Development was brutally canceled. I enjoy Scrubs, but both shows have a very different brand of humor, and lately Scrubs has gotten consistently over-the-top, and as a result (I am sad to say) very predictable. 30 Rock make me laugh in the most unexpected ways, and it is refreshing to see a show that does not follow a formula. Sure, the "Lightning-in-a-Bottle" has worked for some (er-HEM*Pixar*), but after some period of time, things of a certain brand fall into predictable patterns. Aforementioned comic was hardly fun to read because despite the odds against which the protagonists are set, they DO conquer their enemies, in the most (supposedly) conclusively awe-inspiring ways. Nobody important will ever die in a modern Disney movie. Actually, I'm pretty sure my previous statement was pretty general and unfactual, but I have neither the patience nor desire to sit through a Disney movie that was made in the past 10 years. I suppose what I'm getting at is that certain brands, certain hooks get tired and passe after a while, and while Scrubs has successfully kept me entertained for seven consecutive seasons, I'm growing a little impatient with the show's finale.

About one year ago, I was under the impression that Scrubs will have its seventh and final season very soon, and the nature of J.D. and Elliot's relationship will be etched into stone and Janitor's name will finally be revealed, and Dr. Cox and Jordan will marry and it will actually work, and Turk's diabetes is cured by Carla's Dominican voodoo and blahblahblah NONE OF THAT HAPPENED. Sure, the blame lies solely with the Writers' Strike, but truth be told, I was tired. I'm tired of the Scrubs ups-and-downs. I revere the series and its writers for being able to make me laugh one second and bring me to tears the next, but after six-and-a-half seasons (the seventh wasn't even 23 episodes!) I want some fucking closure! Now, after renegotiating rights between NBC and ABC, there's going to be a NINTH SEASON?! A SEASON THAT FOCUSES ON THE GROWTH OF THE INTERNS INTRODUCED IN THE EIGHTH SEASON? I came to enjoy and love the original cast, and I expect closure with said cast! Yes, the show's overarcing theme is growth and development, as an adult, as a career, and as a person, and coming full circle is a great way to end something amazing, but honest to your God, I just want the show to be over.
Don't get me wrong, I will still watch it, and I will probably laugh my ass off. But now it will have to compete for my time with 30 Rock.


If I didn't know any better, I would say that I wrote this drunk.

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