2005's Final Thoughts - A Preview

That familiar smell in the air this time of year might just be the stale stench of TV stations broadcasting their year-end reviews around the beginning of December. It permeates everything, from news shows to entertainment reviews. Well, I guess that's not really a lot, but it's still annoying.

It's overdone, it's familiar, it's old, and from year to year you end up hearing the same things. Just how crazy can people be. Wow, how touching and original. Please, inform me more how this Earth is going to hell, how the four horseman are fast upon us, how soon we'll go the way of the Dinosaurs. Please. I just can't get enough. (Author's note: There should be a Font face by now which conveys just how heavy my sarcasm is at this moment. Unfortunately, there isn't. It's tragic, really).

And, as a side note to Comedy Central, from whatever head-in-the-sand management seems to be running half the stuff on that station (since a good portion is legitimately funny, I tend to think they split the job): There are no five words in the English language that will make me NOT want to watch a program than these: With special guest Molly Shannon.

You might as well tell me I'll have four grinning prison inmates performing my next prostate exam.

I'm not going to go into that argument now, but rest assured I will. Someday. I just need the empirical evidence to support my point, and I'm far too lazy on a Friday night to pursue that kind of research.

My point in all of this is that a year-end wrap up is coming. I might try to enlist the help of my two BBFF's, Alison and Scott, for this. But it won't be lame, and it won't involve Molly Shannon. Just so you know.

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