CBS Upfronts

Let's talk a little about the Upfronts:

CBS broke up with the following shows: Ghost Whisper, Cold Case, Numbers, New Adventures of Old Christine and a few that I thought had already been canceled: Miami Medical, Gary Unmarried, Accidentally on purpose.

None of them were favorite shows, but people I respect adored cold case and numbers. The episodes of New Adventures of Old Christine where pretty funny....And somehow, Two and a half men remains not only on the air, but wildly popular. Could someone please explain to me how this can happen?

The Eye decided to pick up:

The Defenders- a legal show remake that's been described as a drama starring Jim Belushi and Jerry O'Connell. The pilot I read was really good and I hope that it does well.

Sh*t My Dad Says- the titular dad will be played William Shatner. I am, of course, going to refer to it as "Shat My Dad Says" from here on out. While I could have watched this were it a 90 minute comedy at a $6 show, I'm not sure it has the legs to be a series, but we'll see.

Mike and Molly is about a couple who is.. wait for it... or rather... WEIGHT for it.... FAT! While I firmly believe that the media needs to be more inclusive of how people are portrayed, I don't know that basing a show around a physical trait is going to work.

Blue Bloods: Magnum PI and former KNOTB Donnie Walberg fight crime!

Hawaii 5-0: Taryn Manning, Alex "CBS can't help themselves" O'Laughlin and Daniel Dae Kim fight crime! In Hawaii!


Coming soon: ABCs upfronts with fingers crossed for Mr. Sunshine.

Living the Dream

Let's start our day together at 3:45AM. I start to brush my teeth. The sink is still full of water from when roommate 1 decided to brush her teeth at 11:30 PM. Spit and toothpaste swirl like a minty oil slick. So, I run my toothbrush under the bathtub faucet. I take this time to test for hot water, which will decided if I'm taking a shower, or doing a spit bath and using the dry shampoo.... and cold water only.

I get dressed into a newly purchased black polo from old navy, and some black pants that will never smell like anything other than milk and coffee. My boss arrives at 4:17AM.
By the way? I don't have to be to work until 6:30. But I'm getting a ride in because that $.18 an hour raise still doesn't bump me up to a high enough pay grade to make me feel that uncomfortable while walking.
Let's be clear. I'm walking through some of the best neighborhoods in the city. Let's also be clear, there has been more than a fair of share of gun waving done about town recently, and the lack of people on foot other than the effing crazy set makes me afraid. and I hate it. and I hate myself for being so afraid. I'm always torn between what is reasonable caution and what is unjustified anxiety.

Actually, all bitchiness aside: despite my current shitty living situation- which involves a malaria farm in the bathroom sink- life is not so bad. Sure, I'm blindingly lonely, frustrated, sleeping on a mattress on a living room floor, uninspired, eating my feelings and rapidly losing my soul, but I'm LIVING THE DREAM!


I know it will be hard, but I am not only the proud recipient of a $.18 an hour raise. Take *that* those of you who told me not to go to LA.

Try not to be jealous.

Twice a week I intern on the Sony lot. And I get to drive a club car. And I know a new city. and I'm writing on a deadline and I'm watching movies, and I'm making a start.