for those of you who tuned in tonight to the premiere of Pushing Daisies and fell in love with its quirky characters, clever writing and a sense of originality not normally seen on television in this day of (un)reality tv and recycled ideas: i am so sorry. see, i haven't liked a show on first viewing this much in a long, long time. and, if history proves to hold true, it means this marvelous show won't make it past this season. my so-called life, sportsnight, cupid - shows that were well acted, well written and canceled (and all on ABC - maybe it stands for Already Been Canceled) because the american viewing public couldn't be bothered, or were too busy watching idiots ask for lifelines for questions they should have covered in third grade or voting gloryhounds off distant islands.
don't get me wrong - i am going to enjoy every minute ABC deigns to let this show remain on the air. and i already know, if it makes it far enough, i'll be buying the dvd to watch whenever i can. i almost watched the show again after it was over; it was that good. this is my kind of show - which of course is the kiss of death.
so please join me in enjoying what little time we have with this marvelous program. savor it like a rare wine, letting each sip linger as long as possible. soon it will be gone, but we can be blessed with the moments we have.
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WARNING!
Reading this blog has made people want to kill themselves, so if you are easily depressed, perhaps you should find something more uplifting to do, like watch a Holocaust documentary or read a Cormac McCarthy novel.