“Wash-and-Drys. Did I tell you thought of them first? Only they already had ‘em.”
Man, am I pissed.
Years ago, my buddy Croshere and I came up with the name for a police show. We were stumbling around downtown Tampa late one night, well under the influence and looking for an after hours club to work off our buzz. Someone we met earlier that evening told us of a place to chill. It was at the intersection of Franklin and Cass.
Considering the fact that we both have vivid imaginations and were pretty lit up at the time, we ran with it… Franklin and Cass, two cops on the street.
I don’t think we ever found that nightclub, perhaps because we were given bad information or perhaps because we could barely walk a straight line, but that didn’t stop us from developing the personalities of the two bumbling police officers: Detectives Franklin and Cass.
For years, we’d joke about the names, and the night. Cassssssssssss….. NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! I wouldn’t go so far as to say we developed two entirely different alter egos, but one time Croshere came to visit, I met him at the airport holding up a sign that simply read “Cass.”
Then wouldn’t you know it? I’m watching the NBA playoffs last week, minding my own business and TNT airs a spot promoting its newest hit show, about two bumbling attorneys: Franklin and Bash.
My jaw dropped along with the remote control.
I felt violated, even more so than when one of the talking heads from Around theHorn or Pardon the Interruption mentions on-air a point I wrote about only days prior. You’re welcome, gentlemen.
Perhaps I should consult a good patent attorney or just resort to ending each future blog post with the line “Please don’t steal my shit!”
What’s worse is that TNT is now promoting this show relentlessly throughout its playoff lineup, as if to rub my nose in it. Baaaaaaaaaaash…. NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Even the actors they cast to play Franklin and Bash are disturbingly similar to Croshere and myself. Bash is played by Mark-Paul Gosselaar and like Croshere, he is the taller of the two. Franklin, played by Brecklin Meyer, is witty, charming and strikingly handsome.
Could it be any more obvious? I think I’m going to be sick.
I’m pretty sure I won’t be tuning in to watch the television show formerly founded by yours truly, simply out of spite.
In the meantime, I guess I’ll just continue to come up with things for others to profit from, like Bill Blazejowksi. After all, we’re both idea men.