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Bad Television Night

I grabbed the clicker and changed the channel to "The Sopranos" final show. I'm sure that other bloggers will give you all the obligatory "I'm giving away the ending here" caution; but I'm not going to do that because there was no fucking ending. "Use your imagination," we will be told. Fuck that -- it's not a fucking book; it's a TV show. We're not supposed to think -- or use our imaginations. That was the lamest thing I ever saw.

Then I turned to the Cavaliers game. The Cavs were losing about 716 to 12. So, I turned back to HBO. The new show, "John from Cincinnati," was debuting. But fuck that shit -- why the hell should I watch that fucking show after the suck-ass Sopranos last show. Plus the Indians lost to the Cincinnati Reds -- what's with that -- fuck Cincinnati.

I'm not watching anything on HBO anymore. At least, they could have killed off Paulie. I've been waiting for 10 years for someone to put a bullet through his eye, but it didn't happen. I thought there was a fairly good chance that Paulie was fucking going to buy it; and if I would've known that he wasn't, I would've gone there and done it myself.

I grabbed the clicker and changed the channel. I did pick the winner of the best actor Tony Award, except that I changed that because it reminded of Tony and his fucked-up Soprano family.

I'm going with "Futurama."

Posted by Bill at June 10, 2007 10:43 PM