Hand Me The Frigging Broom

. . . It's Sweeps Week. That's the time of year when TV hype goes to an all new level. Networks air programs with all kinds of sex and violence and controversial topics. And they hype "new" programs, of which I can name none at the moment. (I'm smugly proud of that. I would gladly watch any PBS series, even the one about deciphering Maya Code, than watch any of the new shows on the other major networks.)

Even the reruns are bad. Everybody Loves Raymond last night just happened to be the one about Ray "holding out" on sex with Debra, because he wanted to have "the power." Yeah, that's emmy-winning TV. Lots of Debra in nightie scenes. The picture above is from the one where she decided to dress more sexy-- another comedy writing high.

Even the News programs get involved in the hype. I'm sure we'll hear more stories about the dangers of plastic water bottles or how school lunches are killing your children. I learned a new word yesterday. "Anticipointment." That's when you see a promo for a news story, like three times, and you sit through the whole excruciating hour of news, and the story finally comes on and its a big NOTHING. Similiar to the winter stories --- "how much snow are we getting this weekend? Will it set a record? Are the salt trucks ready? Do you need to stand in line and buy bread? And then..... the weather chick comes on and basically says we may get an inch. In the Snow Belt.