Wednesday, October 3, 2007
The sorta Last Supper
Ratings. Ratings. Ratings. Everyone's talking about ratings. I find it really curious that the fate of a show is supposedly determined by a random sampling of household's on a given night. It doesn't take a rocket scientist (and believe me - I KNOW) that the metrics used to determine a TV show's fate are haphazard at best. I mean really. Take a look around. There are bajillions of Stargate fans out there. Leave our show alone.
So last day on set today - sort of. I was in and prepared to say my goodbyes - like the last day of class - when I found out I will be coming in again tomorrow because we didn't get the shot. Hey no problem. More chocolate cake (That's Anthea's famous Mountain Cake in one of the pics - they're phenomenal. (You thought Joe Malozzi was the only one who takes pictures of food...)
Speaking of Joe, I went up to say hello and see ya next year, and thanks for all the fish today. I brought him two goldfish and a one gallon tank. Said they were named Zelenka and McKay, and asked him if he could get them to talk to each other more. I hope he feeds them.
It was a good year. 10 episodes for the good Doctor. That's right down the middle. So thanks Joe, and the whole Writing and Producing team. The job you do is monumental and not always easy. Good job.
Oh and I finally saw some episodes! Watched Adrift, Lifeline and Doppelganger while waiting on set today. Firecrackers all.