TV Shows Shouldn’t Have Seasons

I used to think that TV shows having seasons was a necessary evil needed to develop better story lines, feed anticipation (season 8 of 24 coming soon, woot!), but now I just plain hate it.  Given the quality of shows out there at the moment, or actually all the time, it doesn’t make sense.

Take for instance the new TV show ‘V’ which I recently dived into.  I had heard that the show wasn’t that great, but with my ankle busted and me running out of shows to watch on Hulu, I decided to give it a shot.  Reviews say it’s not great, but whatever.

I diced my way through the first episode and decided to crank through the others.  Despite the terribly annoying androgynous son of that chick from LOST, I was kinda digging it.  Plenty of interesting shows get ruined by annoying children.  In Kyle XY  it was everyone.  In the movie War of the Worlds it was the son and freaky daughter Dakota Fanning (shudder).  But what the hey, I gave it a fair shot and eventually started to like it.

After episode 4 I noticed that in a comment that the next episode was going to air in March.

MARCH!  Are you fucking kidding me!

Four episodes, time enough for someone dedicated enough to get into it, about four episodes short for the rest of America, and they put it on hold for four months.  It was like ABC decided they were going to kill the show but wanted to drag it out as long as possible.  Just cancel it, or air the other episodes at midnight on a Sunday or something, don’t make me wait four months.  At least with ‘Firefly’ they killed the show by just screwing with the episode order, they still got to air all the episodes.

Because of this I realized that having TV seasons is flat-out stupid.  Or if you are going to have seasons, at least stick to it.  You don’t see me sledding in the summertime do you?  Fucking ABC.

My Tattoo is Finished (for now)

I got the rest of my inking done yesterday for my half-sleeve tattoo.  Jason Phillips at FTW Tattoo yet again did a great job.  If you’re in the East Bay and looking for a great artist, can’t recommend him enough.  Proof of his great work I’ve posted below in photographic form.

The inside of my arm wasn’t as painful this time, maybe because I twisted the hell out of my ankle in Indiana my last night there and it’s been throbbing ever since.  X-Rays show it’s not broken thankfully.

I joked with Jason that if I wanted to get a full sleeve the rest would have to be an underwater theme since it’s under the boat.  Awesome idea, but I don’t know if the full sleeve is for me, at least at this point in life.  The other arm is open for anything and of course I’ve always toyed with the idea of getting more stuff on my back other than a robot and demon.

Honestly, I still love my first two tattoos, but almost regret them now because of the arm tattoo.  The two images on my back mean something to me but they’re kinda just floating there all alone.  This arm tattoo just makes me wish I had included them into a mosaic, something bigger than just themselves.  I kinda wish now the arm tattoo was my first one, but I’m hoping I can work the other two into some type of pattern.

Anyways, I can’t make the arm tattoo one big photo like they do in tattoo magazines, so here are just a bunch of shots of it.  Enjoy!