I imagine I’m not the
only one who wants to do a Halloween-themed post, and I doubt I’ll be the
last. But I figured I might as
well. It’s not often that one gets to
celebrate holidays.
So here’s what I’ve
been thinking. For some inexplicable
reason, people seem to like it when I overanalyze things to an absurd and
likely-unhealthy degree, so if I’m going to do a Halloween-themed post, it
might as well be about something scary.
And given what I’ve seen recently, I’ve got the material and the drive
to talk about a TV show perfectly suited
for the season of scares.
Or should I say, TWO TV
shows. And that’s where you come in.
Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Good. Now let’s see what’s stepping up for the
brawl.
Uh…can I get a do-over? Please?
Right then. These are looking like mighty-fine choices.
In the red corner,
we’ve got the crowd favorite. Starring
everyone’s favorite Ricktator, Rick, it’s the much-adored and much-maligned The Walking Dead! Is it as good/terrible as everyone says it
is? Is there a glimmer of hope emerging
in the wake of the Season 4 premiere? Or
is it just begging for someone to throw in the towel? Not as long as it can try to sell more Hyundais!
And in the blue corner,
we’ve got a new challenger -- a scrappy fighter from the underground scene,
it’s the paranormal-punching Ghost
Adventures! Could there be some
hidden potential in this tucked-away TV series?
Does it have what it takes to earn more fans? Does it have what it takes to justify even
one more season, or the ridiculously high density of commercial breaks?
Even casual readers of
this blog should have enough pattern recognition to sense that this might not end well.
Whatever the case,
now’s your chance to decide who wins this fight and who walks away with their
head hung in shame…you know, if TV shows had heads or limbs or pride. Get in on the action, cast your vote, and
I’ll be sure to provide. Because what is
Halloween if not a chance to spread good will and tranquility?
Let me know what you
want to see. Until then, see you guys
aro-
Your day is coming, old friend. Your day is COMING.
Family Guy beatdown! Come on, man! The people want it!
ReplyDeleteOn a slightly related note, I need to email you about something. Your gmail okay?
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ReplyDeleteHad I known that I'd have made Family Guy an option, I would have left that picture off. But I guess I have kind of teased it for a while, haven't I?
All right, here's what I'm going to do. I'm going to lay some other posts down first, but the next one after that -- assuming all goes well -- will be the Family Guy post. Although given the reputation it's earned, I wonder if there's really anything else I can say that hasn't been already. Guess we'll just have to see.
In any case, you can go ahead and use my gmail if you need something; I don't expect it to suddenly stop working anytime soon, so whatever you need, ask away. I'll do what I can to help, though I won't make any promises about how effective I might be.
If it has anything to do with swimming, I'm out. Water and I don't mix.
Seriously? You don't swim? How come?
ReplyDeleteDon't worry. If I do this one right, you will not have to be anywhere NEAR water. Yes sir, dry as a bone, amoisture-free as the desert air! Showers are still mandatory, though.
Well, Family Guy has turned into tripe and it has outstayed its welcome on TV. And while no-one goes to length about it, it would be nice to see an outlined explanation of why it sucks and what it is that has been pissing you off the most about it (besides the constant pathetic attempts at filler and the unfunny shock value that has chucked the show's humor down the freaking toilet).
The common consensus seems to be that "black people don't swim" for one thing, buuuuuuuuuut I'm pretty sure that's a tired stereotype. More specifically, pretty much all my worst memories have something to do with water. Getting bitch-slapped by a big wave and spinning through salt water (twice), getting freaked out by horrific sea creatures in aquariums (why would nature allow the creation of a thirty-foot eel?!), my dad trying and triumphantly failing to get me to dunk into a pool...lots of unpleasant stuff.
ReplyDeleteIncidentally, when I was taking swimming lessons with my brother (in separate classes) when I was 4 or 5, I was in the kiddie class so I could learn how to be comfortable in the water. And I was...until the last day of class when my brother's (less than attractive) teacher came over and tried to manhandle me underwater. So I pretty much dumped everything I'd learned in one fell swoop.
...And that's the reason for that, I guess. Honestly, splashing too much water when I wash my face makes me a little nervous. So if I ever turn evil or something, just tell someone to throw a bucket of water at me.
RE: Family Guy, I think you've got a couple of the points down already in that comment. It seem like with each new episode, they prove more and more that the show is SERIOUSLY stretching to reach a half-hour. And they'll do anything to get there, even if it's to the audience's detriment. I sincerely hope that whoever came up with the whole "Conway Twitty" cutaway got sent to a corner to think about what he'd done.
Holy Shit, that music video that had come out of nowhere! Jesus Christ, talk about obvious padding!
ReplyDeleteI've never heard of the 'black dudes can't swim' stereotype. I have black friends and I know black people and they swim just fine. Don't know what's going down over there in the US, but as far as you're concerned, you were just dealt a bum hand. Also, that swimming teacher was a fucking asshole.
Manhandling a 5-year-old underwater, jesus Christ.
Huh. I thought "black people don't swim" was a definite stereotype...maybe I'm thinking of something else. Pretty sure I heard it somewhere before at least once, though. Or maybe I'd just like to take any chance I can get to create an excuse to shout SCREW YOU, OCEAN at my leisure.
ReplyDeleteYep. That's probably the case.
In the defense of that swimming teacher, it probably would have helped if I didn't, you know, struggle to break free. She was just trying to help. She just happened to go about it in the worst way possible. A trial by fire doesn't exactly work when the one being tested has the nerves of a paranoid squirrel.