Much Ado About Nothing

And so the Hollywood writers' strike drags on. I thought I'd miss all the witty repartee and razor-sharp dialogue but, instead, found you can't miss what you never had.

Ever notice how much of what passes for TV "writing" consists of a really hot woman handcuffed to a clueless, dumb, bumbling, (usually fat) guy? There's this one and this one and this one and this one and this one and this one and even this one.

I don't blame the studios for being willing to let the writers walk. How hard can it be to write this crap? Buy some bananas and a cheap computer, hire a trained monkey...