Quiche me, I'm eggsalent.
You say you want some couch potato business? You say that Fall means a new season of television? I say...you are correct. And with cable, this year, I might actually watch some television shows as they happen. But probably not. Let's give it a try, though, anyway.
MONDAY7:00 -- NOTHING! I almost was going to watch the CW's
Aliens in America sitcom, which sounded like would fill the deep void that has existed in my soul since 3rd Rock from the Sun went off the air. But then I read the description of the show, in which I learned aliens refers to "citizens from a different country." NEXT.
8:00 -- Nothing, again, until the new season of
24, featuring Janeane Garofalo, comes on in January. If she's anything like she is in the Bag Hutch commercial from the Mr. Show sketch below, it might just be worth watching.
I've been on the Lacey bandwagon since Mean Girls.
Pitch for a show: A mob has the city of Des Moines completely under its control. The mob also has supernatural tendencies blah blah blah. Anyway, the only detective that can solve the clues leading to this mob's biomechanical heart (so it can be destroyed) is Lacey Chabert's cleavage. Why? Because only something as deep and with as many hidden secrets as her cleavage can solve something as deep and hidden as this mystery.
Hold up. Maggie Q is currently on Conan. Her cleavage would be a perfect assistant, and it fits our ethnic cleavage quota. Yes! Now we just need a tittle (sic)...
Are there eggs in quiche?
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