I entered the world of television writing with an intellectual boner roughly the size of a small child. Had it been something visible and tangible, I would have made a successful career starring in pornographic movies. At any rate, it was the turn of the millennium, I was young, and like most upright citizens of Geektopia, my head was crammed full of strange and wonderful things drawn from years of voraciously consuming comic books, videogames, anime, movies, the internet, and the more bizarre permutations of fiction. I was a canonist of cool, an apostle of awesome, an aficionado of asskickage… and I was planning to own this bloody town like Samson owned a thousand of the Philistine horde with the jawbone of an ass. That is, until the first major problem presented itself: television can only be as cool, as awesome, and as kickass as the taste of those watching it.

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