As if this year didn't already suck the big one

One of my few joys during the workweek is NBC's Thursday night comedies. Around 8 o'clock, I fire up a martini (or three) and Cheryl and I settle in to watch My Name Is Earl, The Office and 30 Rock (although Scrubs I can live without). Truly, it is one of the few high points of my week.

(The fact that three TV shows are the highlight of my week speaks volumes as to the podunkitude of our current area of residence.)

Now, with the WGA strike, those shows are being shut down for the immediate future - and probably most of the year, to hear the posturing on both sides.

Great. Now what am I supposed to do on Thursday nights? Watch NBA basketball? Is this what the world has come to?

(Addendum: it has been pointed out that, yes, I do own a large screen TV and have a voluminous DVD collection, so I should quit whining (but I whine so well)).

Dave