Dear Television/Movie/Network Executives,

I have twins. As in two babies. I know you can’t appreciate what this means, but let me tell you….they require A LOT of time, effort, and sacrifice. They constantly need something which means I am constantly doing the babies bidding. During the day the TV pretty much stays off, but the nights are another story. The minute those crazy kids go to bed I hit the TV giddy with excitement. TV entertainment is a chance to shut down my weary brain and forget how crazy the day was…how insane the babies were…how tired, sore, tired, and did I say tired I am.

What am I to do Mr. Executives when the scripts have run dry and there is no more mindless entertainment to keep me happy? Are you going to offer me money to pay for a babysitter so I can get a break? Offer drugs to keep me happy? Tell me Mr. Executives, just what are your plans in keeping my sanity intact?

I’ll tell you what you can do….pay the writers whatever they want. Meet whatever demands they are making. My sanity is at stake here..DO YOU HEAR THE WORDS THAT ARE COMING OUT OF MY MOUTH!!!! My sanity!!!! Hell, you paid the cast of Friends a million dollars an episode, I’m sure you can spare a couple of bucks for the writers….you know, the writers who actually write the scripts for those actors to make their cool mill…the writers who, as you can see you can’t live without.

In conclusion Mr. Executives, get off your asses and make it happen! I NEED my mindless, brainless entertainment and I need it NOW!

Sincerely,

Tired Crazy Mama