America's favorite babysitter.
Television is making me want to be a 174 year old vampire that’s employed by a 1960s ad agency, who is secretly a vigilante forensics serial killer that doubles as an agent for CTU and the FBI in the ‘Fringe’ division, working alongside wacky office co-workers and an incompetent boss while writing comedy at 30 Rock who ultimately gets stranded onto a mysterious island with polar bears via a plane crash that aired live from New York on a Saturday night. If that doesn’t curb your enthusiasm, I don’t know what will.
Television also inspired me to write a blog with a terrible run on sentence.
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