It's My Blog and I'll Cry if I Want To

"Gilmore girls" ends tonight. My favorite show ever (besides "Battlestar Galactica"). I am very sad. I'm sad for all the reasons I mentioned the other day. All good shows come to an end. But this one didn't have the plug pulled until just a few weeks ago. Up until that time there was still a shot. And the fans wanted another season. According to JP, Lauren Graham was the one who pulled the plug, saying that the story had been told and there was no where else to go with it. I couldn't disagree more but then, I haven't been working on a series for seven years. I don't really want to be subjected to a final lame season which is missing it's heart because the star and producer is done, even though I can think of at least 3 story lines that deserve more of a conclusion than I think they can give me tonight.

I am sad. The spring sunshine mocks my pain. It should be raining. Two women just walked by with their dogs and strollers, callously laughing at a joke. Don't they know? Don't they care? Wars rage, disease and famine march across Africa, idiots run the government and yet, on Tuesday night at 8pm I could sit down and for one hour be transported to a wacky little town in Connecticut and lose myself in the life and loves of the Gilmore girls. It was one of the funniest, best written shows on television and I am going to miss it. (Doesn't help that the new season of "Battlestar" is still seven months away).

Sure, I can collect all the seasons on DVD (which I plan on doing) and watch it whenever I want. But we all know that's not the same. It's an adage in the industry that where you leave a movie (or television show) is supposed to give you a sense of where the characters go after the ending. In other words, Sam is still running his bar in Boston. Bob is a psychiatrist in Chicago who once dreamed of owning an inn in Vermont (or wherever). Jerry and his friends, well, I guess they're still in jail. Paul and Jamie had their ups and downs but their marriage endured and their kid grew up to be a film-maker like her dad. Hawkeye survived the Korean conflict, BJ went back to Mill Valley with Peg and Erin. Will and Grace's kids grew up to marry each other.

But the girls? I don't know. Are their dreams going to come true? Is Lorelie going to end up with Luke, as she should? Will they get married and make another Gilmore girl?

People, I'm not kidding you when I tell you that this all makes me very sad. I don't even care if you think admitting this demonstrates a complete lack of perspective. I loved this show and it's going away and there will be weeping. Oh, yes, there will be weeping.

But first we dance. Found this little clip today and it made me smile in spite of myself. (Sorry, Rosemary-say 'hi' to the gerbils for me).