I’ll say this much for ER…

I’ll say this much for ER, for a show that I profess to not care any longer about, I sure am writing a lot about it this season. OK, so this is the third time or so. But how often have i written about any other show?

Anyway, I didn’t watch last week. I decided I didn’t want to watch the Dr. Greene death marathon and participate in that bit of NBC schlock.

And I said I wasn’t going to watch tonight.

When it started, we were reading the article (below) about the Red Sox/Devil Rays game and laughing our asses off. Yet, every so often, we stopped and paid a little attention to the show. After we finished reading the article, we put the laptop to sleep and just watched.

Wow. I have to admit, it was a moving episode and not anywhere near as maudlin as I was worried it would be. I have to keep reminding myself that NBC has a habit of promoting shows in the worst possible way. I mean, come on, all season long we’ve been subjected to an Enya soundtrack on Friends commercials. Enya? Give me a break. And tonight’s ER was supposed to be one to cherish. I don’t know about you, but if I find myself cherishing a tv show, it’s time for someone to take a two-by-four to my head at high velocity.

So, all of that cynical badanage aside, we rather enjoyed the episode. Of course Ann went through a box of tissues. But then again, she goes through at least three tissues whenever a cute baby or puppy appears in a commercial. She just hit me. Maybe I’m exaggerating. Maybe I should not blog with my wife sitting next to me.

But at least she’s catching all of my typos and spelling errrors. Except that one. Ha.

Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah. ER good.

I’m glad to see they aren’t going in for any kind of blatant sensationalism for the season finale next week. No, not at all. Then again, I’m sure it’s just how it’s being promoted by NBC. At least it’s not one to cherish. I can only cherish so many shows.

Ouch. That two-by-four hurts.