This is why I love Scrubs.

That clip is one of the many reasons why Scrubs is the best sitcom on the air right now. Great writing, great acting, even a great cameo from the show's creator Bill Lawrence. Of course, Hollywood wouldn't recognise quality if it wore Heidi Montag's breast implants; Scrubs has its series finale in May, to too little fanfare. Eight seasons, and barely any Emmys...actually, I don't think it has any Emmys.

This bullshit is the reason I want to get into filmmaking. Not for the celebrity, or for the flashy parties; I want to help make movies and TV shows that appeal to anyone not interested in yet another recycled Judd Apatow flick or "fat ugly stupid middleaged man married to a surprisingly hot woman who would never be into him in real life, and hijinks ensue!" sitcom.

Though those aren't the worst things I've seen on TV. Anybody remember the O.C., a show that unabashedly basked in its upper class super white-ness? Never mind that it was supposed to take place in California, one of the most (if not number 1) diverse states in the US. But on that show you never saw anything but super rich white teens without any real problems, the one possible exception being Ryan, the "troubled young man" from *gasp!* Chino. Chino? Chino is their scary ghetto? It's the fucking suburbs! I'm from southcentral LA, so that shit is downright insulting.

May 6, 2009 is the one hour series finale for Scrubs. Another rare quality TV show bites the dust. As a diehard fan, watching it will most likely make me depressed as hell. But knowing that one of the few worthwhile shows is kicking the bucket really pushes me to start writing, in a way that nothing else does. Necessity isn't the real mother of invention; its anger at all the crappy other inventions making it big and wanting to have at least a few inventions in this world that don't suck balls. Hypothetically speaking, of course.