I don't love Wonder Woman THAT much

Oftentimes, when good things ("good" for a comedian = "on television") come my way, I refrain from blogging about them for awhile because I don't want to jinx them ("jinx" here means "look stupid when it doesn't happen", which is usually the case).

Last September, I was -- apropos to the Wonder Woman Blog I co-write with Syd Bernstein -- contacted by a Canadian television producer regarding "a 26 part documentary series which explores popular TV shows through the eyes of the fans."

Then commenced an email exchange in which the producer discussed coming down to New York to film my show at Pete's and interview me in my apartment.

"Do you have a lot of Wonder Woman stuff?" she asked. I said I probably had an action figure somewhere. Maybe a Pez dispenser (I then went on eBay and bought a Wonder Woman Pez dispenser). "Do you tell jokes about Wonder Woman in your act?" No, I explained (again). I bought some Wonder Woman underpants to sleep in, then liked them so much I wore them onstage a couple of times. People seemed to enjoy the pictures.

I got a "We'll get back to you." They didn't.

I suppose I could've pretended to be a complete Wonder Woman freak in order to get on TV. But, well ... no.

Besides, it's Canadian TV. According to the exchange rate, that's like 73% of having been on American TV.

(p.s. For some NSFW humor, check out The Sarcastic Sex Toy Blog).

Update: Here are the people who did make it onto the program. Whoa.