MILF Island

30 Rock and The Office returned. Glory be! I haven’t laughed in four solid months in anticipation of these shows. I thought the writing seemed a bit off, as if the writers had been on some sort of a strike, but they were still pretty funny. Much better than any show with a laugh track.

One of my favorite things about both shows is that they follow through on smaller jokes in previous episodes. An excellent example of this was on tonight’s 30 Rock, when a major portion of the show focused on MILF Island, a concept that had been brought up by Jack Donaghee last season. “20 hot young mothers, 10 pubescent eighth-grade boys”…what a great idea.

In the spirit of MILF Island, I present to you Project Runaway.

The pitch: 12 boys and girls ranging in age from 8-15 (prime runaway years) live in a Big Brother style house. For 9 weeks they compete in challenges to determine who the best runaway is. These challenges test their abilities to run, to blend in with a crowd, to hop on and off a moving train, to obtain a fake ID, to ward off unwelcome strangers, and to beg for food and money. Every week, one child is “sent to his/her room” for being the worst runaway. At the end of the 9 weeks, the final three children are released from the house in separate directions and are followed by three camera crews. The child to get the farthest away from “home” after 1 week wins the grand prize of their own apartment, stipend, and legal papers.

Ah…a simple play on words taken way too far. Just wait until my post on the New Stenographers.

(Okay, I’ll just tell you now, because there’s not much too it: In the spirit of the band the New Pornographers, Caroline wants to start a band of lawyers called the New Stenographers. If their music is half as good as their namesake, they’d still be pretty awesome.)