a slight snert

Ok. I get the writer's strike. No problem.

But why on earth did the bigwigs think they could put on the Golden Globes as a "newscast"? I watched all of five minutes in stunned disbelief. I'd rather watch reruns. Hell, I'd rather clean the bathroom with a toothbrush--yes, that boring.

And I've seen reports on "damage to the local economy" and how party planners and designers have worked for a year only to be shut out. Terrible. Terrible. Holy crap--there are much worse things in the world than some designer not being able to dress a starlet.

Yes, I'm snerty.

[I made this word up. Actually, just partially made it up. There is an episode of M*A*S*H where Frank Burns says something like "Nerts to you." But the word "nerts" in practice comes off a bit stiff. So I just inverted it a bit and came up with snert. It works much better. Feel free to use it as a verb, noun, adverb--whatever part of speech fits the situation best.]

So if the strike is going to continue through the Hollywood awards season, I hope that all the networks get wise to the "newscast" not being a good idea.