Amazon.com emailed me this morning all excited to let ME know that the second season of Police Woman (starring Angie Dickinson) was now available on DVD. What the hell, damn guy? The last thing I ordered from Amazon was a hat for dad and a Fisher Price digital camera for mom’s preschool. Why on earth was I recommended this? 

Now, I’m not going to sit here and deny that Ange (I call her Ange.) wasn’t a hot mamajama (or should I say, Big Bad Mama jama? See what I did there? Nailed it.) back in the day. I mean, if I had to be cuffed by a go-go dancing stewardess (they were called stewardesses back then.) who was actually an undercover cop, I’d want it to be Ange. Not that I think about that on a daily basis or anything. No, I don’t. YOU DO.

And just because I’m the only person my age who has seen The Sins of Rachel Cade, twice, doesn’t mean anything.
What. I can’t even tell you how it ends.
Yes, I can. Shut up.

Don’t look at me like that, you loved Ocean’s Eleven too. No, not the Cloontang version. The original. Yes, I agree, they were both entertaining. But c’mon who is more dynamic, Ange or Julia? You can’t be serious. Okay, I think we’re just going to have to agree to disagree on this one.

The point is, Police Woman? C’mon Amazon. You can do better.

(get out of my head, Amazon!)

 

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