and buy you a $100,000 investment in Burke Williams so you can have 2 treatments a week forever.
The Minearverse 3: The Network Is a Harsh Mistress
[NAFDA] "There will be an occasional happy, so that it might be crushed under the boot of the writer." From Zorro to Angel (including Wonderfalls and The Inside), this is where Buffistas come to anoint themselves in the bloodbath.
Do we all get spa treatments? Because I could use a pedicure.
Nope. If you buy a share (which I think is $100,000) then you get 2 treatments a week. According to a BW employee.
I would buy Allyson a Pepsi, even though I think she's weird for not preferring Coke. But I think the article linked upthread was about the business angle; it doesn't say "please watch this show" because it's not a review or an advocacy piece. It's no different than articles about how this upcoming movie is likely to be a hit, and this one will bomb.
Also, if I hear advance news about a show that sounds appealing and might be cancelled, I'm more likely to tune in. Because that means it won't be around long enough for me to catch it in reruns. (This is why I watched the first few airings of "House," before I became terribly bored.) Granted, I'm not the typical casual TV viewer, but I don't think Zap2it is aimed at the casual viewer anyway.
Also also, I would like it if the show started in April. For the record.
No pedicure for me. My flip flops will have to stay in their box. Forlorn.
My flip flops broke. I need new flip flops.
I think they should have flip flops on The Inside.
Dear Tim,
Flip flops fight crime, too.
Sincerely, A loyal viewer
Man, I'm tired.
Flip flops that fight crime! That'd be better than Diagnosis Murder!
If I stay up all night, is there any chance I will fall asleep for my two root canals tomorrow? Inquiring minds wanna know.
Flip flops featuring fabulous flaming feathery flamingoes fighting furiously foul funky foreign felonies for fellow flakey fragile frantic Finnish flunkies frying freedom fries for French females forgoing freezepops, forshizzle!
Flip flops probably don't leave the best clues behind, either, so they are untraceable. And cheap. And omnipresent in the greater LA area.
Maybe the world will seem so fuzzy that you just won't care, Kristen. That'd be nice. Good luck, with that.
I think it should be a show about a psychic profiler who figures out the culprit of every crime by examining their footwear. And she finances her good work by using her incredible math skills to guess their ATM codes and clean out their bank accounts while they're getting booked. And maybe it should set be on an island. And she should wear a lot of wigs and blow things up.
It needs a theme song, though.
Is there a Who song left that Jerry Bruckheimer hasn't robbed of its dignity?
ETA: And thank you, Alibelle. With all the work that's happening, I think I'm going to need all the luck I can get.