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Monday, April 19, 2004 at 6:40 PM

Nothing is certain in life, except for death, taxes and bad tv on saturday nights. Maybe it's reverse psychology, to get people out on saturday nights. Maybe a lowly TV executive is thinking, nobody will be home anyways, we can show whatever crap we want! As opposed to the crap we are forced to show on weekdays.

I didn't get the newspaper this weekend, so it was a bit of a surprise, hoping there'll be something good on. I started the night with The Iron Chef (entertaining as always), moved over to the movie Species, which became increasingly incomprehensible. There was a movie after that, and I held my breath as the credits came up. Maybe it would be something better...

S... p ... e.... c... i... e... s.... II.

They were showing steve martin's the man with two brains on the other channel. I donn't know which would have been more painful.

The disappointment strangely made me remember what a teacher once told my class. She said, astound me with your brilliance, then started laughing.

Then again, they showed the godfather part II the following night, so the execs are forgiven... until next saturday.

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