Maybe I should be a bounty hunter

So, there's not that much on Wednesday night TV these days.

Sure, I could probably do 100 other things - that's counting the Netflix streaming directly to my TiVo and Xbox 360 - but most of those require more effort than flipping around cable TV.

When left alone, I settle on Dog the Bounty Hunter and Parking Wars on A&E. For the record, my all-time favorite bounty hunters on TV were the Evangelistas of HBO's Family Bonds. They worked out of New York and were always fascinating to watch.

For intentional and unintentional comedy, these guys were the best. Take your Christmas money from grandma and buy these DVDs if you have any interest in things that are awesome.

The big difference is that they seem to work a little harder than Dog and his family. Nothing against Dog, but drug addicts in sunny Hawaii seem to be a little more mellow than those from the Empire State.

Here is the basic rundown of most episodes of Dog the Bounty Hunter:

1.) Prepare, get psyched and pray.
2.) Drive around looking concerned.
3.) Snatch the bail jumper. They rarely run.
4.) Scream and yell as groggy jumper mutters, "Huh?"
5.) Cuff, stuff in SUV.
6.) Bond with new friends. Use the word "brother" a lot.
7.) Dump jumper into custody.

Seeing this, it seems like a pretty easy job. Not enough to make me grab a can of mace and a pair of handcuffs, but it seems like a pretty fun fallback.