It's a good thing I don't give a crap about watching the end of Vanished tonight on Fox. The Atlantic Ocean is currently falling from the sky in a crazy, crazy downpour. It's like we're on Night 35 of 40. And of course, a "weather event" like this has the weather readers on NBC/Fox salivating and tossing out stupid phrases like "weather event." (Apparently, the other networks -- the ones not premiering new shows, by the way -- aren't cutting in for nigh on 10 minutes.)
Here's my favorite self-hating justification of the night: "Flooding's not as glamorous as tornadoes." Um, duh. Yes, Bill, we know you're just trying to blunt the angry calls, but try not to be so obvious.
And of course, 5 seconds after they go back to regular programming, it's time for a commercial break. Can't interrupt them, can we?
ETA: The conspiracy twist at the end of Vanished -- which I knew was coming, but still -- actually has me a little intrigued. The mysterious guys in robes looked a little cheesy, which could work -- but probably not. I'll give it a few weeks, at least until the rest of the fall season kicks off.
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