Monday, September 15, 2008

I Need Your Help!

Long story short, Days of our Lives is rather determined to commit ratings suicide here as they idiotically want to get rid of Alison Sweeney as soon as they can legally do so because it's against the law to fire pregnant women, and they're inadvertently forcing James Scott into not renewing his contract by writing EJ as a carbon copy of Austin Reed instead of the DiMera he should be.

Neither of these situations are acceptable, and I refuse to go down without a fight. But I can't do it alone. Please forget the crap currently pretending to be "Days" on your screen, and join me in showing TPTB that they are about to slit their own throat and destroy any chance they have of taking this show into the next decade. I have started two blogs with relevant network and sponsor contact information and other stuff for each character and actor:



We Love Sami Brady - Save Alison Sweeney http://welovesami.blogspot.com/




We Love EJ DiMera - Save James Scott
http://weloveej.blogspot.com/

Now can we win this battle? Your guess is as good as mine. But we have a shot, and that's better than nothing. So in the words of the great James Hetfield, "no remorse, no regrets." If we're at the end of the damn line, let's go out with a bang to shake the very foundation of the soap world. Our couple deserves nothing less.



Broken, Beat, & Scarred


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJ3gFfvsoaE

You rise, you fall, you're down then you rise again
What don't kill you make you more strong
You rise, you fall, you're down then you rise again
What don't kill you make you more strong

Rise, fall, down, rise again
What don't kill you make you more strong
Rise, fall, down, rise again
What don't kill you make you more strong

Through black days
Through black nights
Through pitch black insights

Breaking your teeth on the hard life coming
Show your scars
Cutting your feet on the hard earth running
Show your scars
Breaking your life, broken beat and scarred
But we die hard

The dawn, the death, the fight to the final breath
What don't kill you make you more strong
The dawn, the death, the fight to the final breath
What don't kill you make you more strong

Dawn, death, fight, final breath
What don't kill you make you more strong
Dawn, death, fight, final breath
What don't kill you make you more strong

They scratched me
They scraped me
They couldn't rape me

Breaking your teeth on the hard life coming
Show your scars
Cutting your feet on the hard earth running
Show your scars
Breaking your life, broken beat and scarred
But we die hard

Breaking your teeth on the hard life coming
Show your scars
Cutting your feet on the hard earth running
Show your scars
Braiding your soul in a hard luck story
Show your scars
Spilling your blood in a hot suns foray
Breaking your life, broken, beat and scarred
We die hard
We die hard
We die hard