Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Hello Derwood

It's me, Gossip Guy, taking another step back in time to 1964, the year Bewitched premiered on CBS. Now, Bewitched though not as legendary as I Love Lucy, is much more popular with the young-in's, seeing as it's played every afternoon in the summer. "Why do you like it?" you might ask. Well, it's just a fun show, Samantha dealing with her mortal husband, her crazy-bitch mother Endora, and numerous, belligerent, yet powerful relatives, and of course the snoopy bitch with binoculars across the street. Now if you decide to watch, just a warning, if the husband doesn't look the same in the last three seasons, that's because it's a different guy. Dick York was Darren for the first 5 seasons, then was in a car accident, suffered spinal cord damage, and became addicted to pain-killers, dying from ironically cancer (which also suspiciously claimed every other star as well, except for Tabitha, who was 6 when the series' ended). He was quietly replaced by Dick Sargent who was ironically gay (Dick, stupid), with CBS not even acknowledging the switch. Now, some say Bewitched was just some stupid fantasy sitcom, but it's more than that. The Stephens' best friends were a black family, who appeared regularly for many seasons. Not so big now, but a year after MLK's assassination, and, it was pretty big. Now, once again I leave you in the TV land of yester-year, hoping you'll check some of these shows out. They Would:                                                                                              

My Odd Obsession with Death, Hollywood, and my need to take over the world that I can't shake

Why do I like to wander cemetaries? Why do I love Marilyn Monroe, James Dean, Gene Kelley, Princess Diana, Humphrey Bogart, Spencer Tracy, Katherine Hepburn, Aubrey Hepburn, and, suprisingly, Paris Hilton? Why can't I shake the yearning to take over the world and have the world population wait on me hand and foot, fanning me with enormous palm leaves, and buying me anything I desire. I don't know. Some people call me crazy, psychotic, pyro-maniacal, bi-polar, or insane, but its just me. Over time I'm going to reveal the method to my madness, but for today, all I'm going to reveal is this; My one true goal in life, if the world domination thing doesn't work out, is to be famous for nothing, and be treated like royalty. All I Want to be is, quoting one of the people I just talked about, Loved By You. Every single person alive. I want to be a house hold name. Just you watch, one day I'll be smiling from the center of the stage at Grauman's Chinese.