Appointment Television 30 Rock
Better Off Ted
Big Love
Big Bang Theory
Californication
The Daily Show
Dexter
Entourage
Friday Night Lights
Lost
It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia
Mad Men
The Middle
Modern Family
Rescue Me
Robot Chicken
The Office
South Park
True Blood
The Tudors
Homework TV
House
How I Met Your Mother
Saturday Night Live      (w/DVR fast-forward)
Two and a Half Men
Guilty Pleasures
Batman: Brave & The Bold
Clone Wars
Glee?
Legend of the Seeker
On the Bubble
Community
Cougar Town
Grey's Anatomy
The Riches
The United States of Tara
Weeds Currently Catching Up
NewsRadio (finished s4)
Curb (on s5)
To-Do List
Malcolm in the Middle
Nip/Tuck
Sons of Anarchy
Have Definitely Seen Every Single Episode
Action
Angel
Battlestar Galactica
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Carnivale
Coupling (BBC)
Dead Like Me
Deadwood
Dollhouse
Firefly
Freaks & Geeks
The Mighty Boosh (BBC)
The Loop
My Name Is Earl
Rome
Scrubs
Sex and the City
The Shield
Slings & Arrows
The Sopranos
Anything with “Star” in the title (...unless there's dancing)
Spaced (BBC)
West Wing
Wonder Falls
Veronica Mars
While it’s always hard to hear Muppets with the “wrong” voices, these muppet videos that came onto YouTube this week were quite enjoyable. (Thank goodness Dave Goelz still does Gonzo.)
At this moment, there is an eyeliner pencil in my breast pocket, next to a red pen I’m using to do a script consultation. My fingers are sticky with spirit gum from just having applied a fake beard. Life is good.
Here’s a weird tip: We were attempting to create a costume for a character who looks approximately Hasidic. The hat I picked up for him is labeled “gangster;” it’s like a flat fedora. The beard, which we only trimmed a little, was called “Lumberjack.” So there you have it. Lumberjack plus Gangster = Jewish. Now we know.
If you haven’t seen it yet, get to www.drhorrible.com TODAY, because it goes away on Sunday. (Come back and read the rest of this post only after you’ve watched.)
So I spent the weekend at a good friend’s wedding in Yosemite. After a few hours of tutoring on Thursday, I made the drive up, leaving Los Angeles at precisely the wrong time. Not that there’s a right time to get stuck behind an accident in L.A., but the beginning of a summer holiday weekend is definitely not it.
It was fantastic to see old friends, although all the baby-having that they’re doing is tough to deal with. On some level, I have to liken it to a horror movie in which your friends get replaced by pod people. They’re almost exactly the same as the person you remember, and yet now they are capable only of bleary communication about the temperment of their little poopmaker.
Don’t get me wrong; I love kids. Babies, on the other hand, are useless.