I dunno. HBO's fucked this one up flatter than hammered shit.

I know, but I am biased. I know, were I in Albrecht's place, I'd give the Daves anything they wanted and then they couldn't have anything else but their shows. Not that there is anything wrong with that, besides making the Box Office name stupid.

Well, it is kinda weird that, essentially, they canceled one Milch show to service another. I don't understand why they didn't just start John from Cincinnati later.

Oooh. I haven't stopped by in a long time, but this shiny new thread is tempting. Between Rome, Deadwood, Entourage, and Slings and Arrows, practically all of our TV time now is spent in the premium end of the spectrum.

I was worried about Al getting too sweet & cuddly, actually, until he slit Hearst's man's throat.

Yep...no Archie Bunker Sweargin. Anybody know the name of the chubby girl Al gets his, um, oral pleasures from? Because I call her Chubby Blow Job Girl in my journal sometimes and then I feel bad.

From TWOP and my friend Dre: The Deadwood 12 steps:

1. we cocksuckers came to acknowdge that we were fuckin'powerless over fucking alcohol, laudanum, dope, titlickin', antler worship, and whatever other fuckin' peccadilloes you care to name, and that our lives had become as un-fuckin'manageable as a saloon full of whores with their monthlies.

2.Came to believe that a Power greater than ourselves, if it was so fuckin' inclined, could restore us to fucking sanity.

3.Having fucked our lives up flatter than hammered shit, we therefore made a decision, with that little that is given in life to make a choice, to turn our will and our lives to God as we understand Him: Celestial, Jew, fuckin' antler-and-dirt worshippers alike.

4. Made a searching and fearless moral inventory of our drunken shitbird selves and determined we do, indeed, suck cocks by choice.

5. Admitted to God, to ourselves, and to another human cocksucker the exact fuckin' extent, depth, complexity, and horror of our wrongs. We apologize.
6.Humbly asked him to remove all of our shortcomings.

7. Made a list of all cocksuckers we had harmed and became willing to make amends to them all, however much that willingness might be attentuated in its fulfillment by the majority of said harmed cocksuckers not being among the fucking breathing.

8.Made fuckin' direct amends to those cocksuckers whenever possible, except when to do so would injure them or others, compromise vital fuckin' interests, or be rendered impossible due to the fuckin' givens above.

9. Continued to take personal inventory, mind our fuckin' decimals, and when we were wrong, promptly admitted it, no matter how prickly we become.

10.Sought through prayer, meditation, goin' to Bill's fuckin' grave, talking to the fuckin' Chief, or giving a quick fuckin' blowjob to improve our conscious, cocksucking contact with God as we understand Him.
TRANSCRIBER'S Note Oh, balls, my fucking count's fuckin' wrong. Some hoople in Yankton got to this.

That is the funniest thing I have EVER READ.

Thank you...I wish I knew who actually wrote this, or why, in my listing of gimpish travails, the fuckin' ironic inability to keep a list looms so goddamn large. Just one of those fucking things.

Oh lawd. I'm hurting myself trying not to laugh out loud at that list here at work, because I sure as fuck can't show anyone what I'm laughing at. I have to get my hands on Deadwood, despite my lack of premium channels, just to hear the gorgeous language. Rhythm and fucking and cocksuckers and blues.

Well, I started watching on DVD, too. Mostly so I could tell Corwood I watched his fucking show. But I do that about The Wire so I guess I deserved it. Mom says without even hearing the show she can tell when it's Deadwood because of the way it sounds.