Monday, September 11, 2006
Dear John (or Jack if you prefer)...
There is nothing, I repeat, NOTHING more volatile than an outraged TV fan. Entertainment Weekly discovered that when some of its readers wrote break-up letters to their former favorite shows. I laughed while reading almost all of them, but only to hide the tears. Cuz, dammit, they speak the truth! Here's my favorite letter, courtesy of a former Lostie:
To check out the rest of the Dear John's, click here.
Dear Lost,
It's not you, it's me. No, wait, it IS you. I cheated on you a few times last year by watching Veronica Mars first and keeping you on my DVR. But then I realized that Veronica was much more thrilling. She had guts. She gave up the info when needed but kept some aside to keep me watching. Best of all, Veronica Mars is smarter than me. I need the love and respect of intelligent people.
We had some good times, you and I, but shirtless Sawyer chopping wood can only keep me interested for so long. I'll miss Hurley, Michael, and Locke. Kate? Not so much.
So long, Lost — may the 18-to-34 crowd keep you going.
— Jerry
To check out the rest of the Dear John's, click here.
