I want to see every reality TV “star” return to obscurity. Call me old fashioned, but I think you should have a modicum of talent to be on TV. Reacting horribly to everyday stresses and stimuli does not a career make, in my world. But why are the Jersey Shore douches, Kate & Jon, and the Kardashians known to me? I don’t live on their block and I don’t watch their shitty shows.
Now… get the hell off my lawn!
I’d like to see my girlfriend graduate college and get a job she likes.
The end of reality TV.
Another season of Deadwood.
More Carnivale.
I forget how many seasons it was supposed to have when it was originally conceived, but I want to see the whole story play out, dammit!
SimEarth 2.
I want my two processors to smoke from atmospheric terraforming calculation. 
Good looking 19-year old women who want to have sex with me.
Oh, if we’re talking about works of fiction, then I’ll chime in and say I wish C.S. Lewis’s Space Trilogy had expanded more upon the moon, and the war between the “fallen race” that supposedly existed beneath the Earth-facing hemisphere and the unfallen race on the heaven-facing far side. Lewis could have written a fourth book about the subject, which he tosses off in two paragraphs in That Hideous Strength.
I want to acquire a copy of Nicholas Guild’s The Blood Star without paying $80 for it or stealing it from the library.
I want Kenneth Branagh’s A Midwinter’s Tale on DVD.
I want a Rome-style dramatization of Colleen McCullough’s Caesar novels, and may it run for 20 seasons.
I want Tom Cruise, Mel Gibson, Lady Gaga, Keanu Reeves, and Paris Hilton (to name a few) to just…go…away.
Harlan Ellison’s movie script for Asimov’s I, Robot being produced as he wrote it, with his suggested cast.
This. Probably more than anything else. 
Assuming you actually want to watch Notre Dame play football, you shouldn’t be complaining. Notre Dame has had one decent season (Willingham’s first) in the last 13 years. An equally mediocre program by any other name would be lucky to have a handful of games televised on the U or the Deuce. A nation of ND fans keeps irrelevant games on newtork TV. You can’t blame NBC for wanting to generate some ad revenue out of the unholy deal.
Jacqueline Bisset, as I bring in her breakfast tray and open the French windows so she can enjoy the view of the beach outside the private Indonesian chalet where we’ve been staying for a month. With JB looking a little sheepish and apologetic for having been so ardent and passionate the night before.
Detailed HD ‘360 surround’ multi-camera coverage of the JFK assassination.
The infallible lie detector machine, 100% accurate, small and portable, and available to law enforcement officers.
The anti-grav mat. Slide it under something heavy, and suddenly you can lift it like styrofoam.
An honest advertisement.
Jesus Christ, brought back to life to see what his preachings have turned into, and given the opportunity to express his opinon about what he actually meant.
Complete standardisation, world-wide, of things like electrical sockets, voltages, input and output connectors, and basically anything for which we currently need adaptors, convertors, guesswork and luck.
Coverage of the first successful manned landing on Mars.
Frank Sinatra, in the studio with Nelson Riddle’s orchestra, recording his Capitol albums.
What the planets and the solar system looks like from various vantage points, such as the surface of Saturn.
Whatever was inside Marsellus’s briefcase.
Bio-brain downloads. For example, if you want to be able to speak Italian, they just plug something in a tiny socket at the back of your head, download the relevant brain software, and an hour later you’re fluent.
OJ Simpson confessing to the whole thing, together with the 100% definitive evidential proof of his guilt that he kept back and that the cops never found.
Salvador Dali, busy painting.
The news announcing the new source of energy that is clean, simple, eco-friendly, cheap and widely available.
Politicians and their families forced to fight in the front lines of any war or conflict which they initiate.
The news announcing that we’ve finally got our act together and pooled resources so that as from today, no-one lacks food, no-one lacks clean water or sanitation, everyone has a minimal level of comfort and shelter plus access to basic education and medical treatment.
The terminal decline of interest in astrology, homeopathy and rap music.
Senior figures in the Catholic Church, including the Pope, in prison for their part in covering up child abuse, sharing cells with very big, nasty guys.
Peaceful contact with an alien civilisation with which we can somehow actually exchange meaningful information.
An end to the Middle East conflict.
On the subject of TV shows, can I put in a request for ten more seasons of ‘24’, a few more seasons of the classic Season 2 line-up of ‘Mission Impossible’, and about 30 more episodes of the old George Peppard ‘impossible crimes’ show ‘Banacek’.
A series of movies, or a TV miniseries, of the Kristin Lavransdatter trilogy that does not suck.
The even more classic Season 1 Lineup. The show went downhill when Peter Graves joined.
The Last Dangerous Visions
The last episode of The Simpsons. That show is going to run forever (or at least longer than I will).
Whoa, now we’re getting into IMHO territory! Let’s stick with things you’d like to see, but know you ain’t gonna, in TV/film/literature/culture/CS stuff.
Seasons 1-5 of Crusade, as originally imagined by JMS. And the TNT (or was it TBS? Always mixing those up) dweebs who fucked it up with a self-renewing supply of caviar on their feet and some ever-hungry kitties to lick them and they can’t do anything about it.
Now, now don’t be bitter. Notre Dame was, and remains, the most popular college football program. How do I know that? Because CBS and ABC/ESPN televise each and every one of their away games. If they weren’t popular the networks wouldn’t bother to do that.
CBS and ABC/ESPN manage to make money televising ND’s away games without dragging the game out for over 4 hours. NBC ought to charge more for the commercials and run fewer of them. Back on point, that’s something I’d like to see happen that ain’t gonna happen.
As an aside, Brian Kelly won at Grand Valley State, Central Michigan and Cincinnati. There’s no reason to think his teams won’t win big at ND either.
Here you go.
I’d like to see a product called “I can’t believe it’s not pussy”.
I have no need for artificial vagina, I just like the smart ass sound of that name.
Only if you change “ten more seasons of ‘24’” to “fifty more seasons of 24.”
