oh, no, not again

They have freaking canceled my tv show again.  I swear to gawd, why do they keep doing that?  Firefly is good case in point.  Do they come over to find out what I like so they can go cancel it?  Am I so perverse that I only come to like shows that are doomed to early cancellation?  I’m so annoyed.  Oh, what’s the show?  Moonlight–yeah, I like vampire tv, so sue me.  Vampire solidarity, ra ra.  They canceled Bloodties, too, another vamp show, I liked, but that’s old news.  I keep telling myself that, if it were a movie, I would have gotten two hours, tops, of my lovely little vampire fix, but since it had at least one season, even a wimpy writer-strike season, I got 16 eps x 45 min (or so) per ep, that’s 12 hours of show, right?  I should be happy it wasn’t a movie.  But still, the promise of a second season was another 22 eps and, okay, I know, I’m whining, and some people are having their city bombed, or their kids are starving, or they’ve got rectal cancer, so I should just shut up.