Leave it to Steadman

The tree has been set ablaze, the presents have been exchanged, and the charges have all been dropped.

I stand before you naked and reborn and hungry to be driven. Driven to enlightenment, sadness, and laughter.

So what have you brought to offer me as means to take me there? You bring me a guy's guide to Oprah.

Seriously? that's it? Bollocks.

A poor idea, averagely executed, and short lived.

A gray mass of bored husband, started last Summer and dead in the water by early October.

It's hard enough to encourage me to read the drivel puked up by the general public at the best of times, but if you can't even be bothered to continue to write it you've been licking too many windows if you think I'm going to stretch myself to review it.

Lick on Jeeves.

The entries are dull overall. The original idea of a daily Oprah show review stroke commentary was a novelty that just could not be sustained, not without a glimmer of effort at least.

I'm sickened to my semen filled stomach with this plague of averageness. Another bright idea, another humor blog, another lame attempt full of excuses and lazy six-out-of-ten efforts.

There's plenty of okay, amusing, vaguely not ripped from a wrapper but already done to death entries, but nothing spectacular, or even really good.

This especially goes astray as a humor blog when the episode being reviewed is less than full of joy.

What really concerned me was that on many an occasion you actually did just summise the show, no slant, no joke, just summary. That's worse than going for the jugular with and entry and failing miserably.

In the end you developed crippling stomach pains and ended up in hospital. (Your wife is funny.)

It's possible that you may be dead.

Oh well, next....