Did you even wonder who the people are that choose which television shows stay on the air and which are shit canned?
Well, those folks would include me and my dysfunctional clan.
Yes, we are a Nielsen family. Since American Idol is still on the air, I don't think we are doing our job quite well enough. Honestly, choosing us makes a lot of sense. We have the bitter and bitchy mom workaholic who would rather watch paint dry than any of the shit shows currently being broadcast, the bipolar father who can't stay on one freakin' station for five minutes at a time, the son who watches slash em movies by day and porn by night and the daughter that is perpetually engrossed in Sponge Bob Square Pants 24/7 on Nickelodeon or, on the very rare occasion it isn't being shown live, Nick on Demand.
If that is not the typical American family, I don't know what is.
Often I am tempted to put PBS on all four televisions and go to work. Unfortunately, the system nags you to verify you are actually present every so often and I've yet to train the dogs to hit the OK button when the light starts to flash. It is on my list, however. Somewhere between fetching a ball and not eating their own shit.
However, if you have a program that you're attached too, let me know and I'll turn it on before I do something more important, like play Mafia Wars on facebook.