September 8, 2008

An Open Letter

Dear Bones,

I never really used to like you. I always thought that you were just another CSI knockoff, but eventually I came around and started to like your sense of humor and character development. I've since been able to stream your entire oeuvre online.

But your season finale last year was Horrible. Yes, with a capital H. And I just streamed the season premiere last night and it was annoying stupid and it ruined all sorts of character dynamics.

Also, what the hell was up with that iPhone commercial when you were interrogating that gentlemen's club officer? "Oh, actually, I have the CCTV streaming into my phone, allow me to show a fuzzy 15 second clip obviously taken via a handheld camera that falsely identifies someone as a suspect, but look at how handy my iPhone is."

I don't have that many shows that I really like. It's mostly you, Bones, with the Simpsons, 30 Rock, and the Office. I may add Kath and Kim to that list; even though the commercials suck royally, NBC can never promote shows adequately that aren't cheap game shows.

So please, Bones, quit sucking. Otherwise, I'm going to have to fill another hour of my evenings with actually doing things, and neither of us wants that.

Love,
Bob.


PS-- Wednesday nights don't really work for me. I usually have to work late. Would you be a dear and switch back to Mondays? Thanks.
Here lies a most ridiculous raw youth, indulging himself in the literary graces that he once vowed to eschew. Now he just rocks out.