we miss you, writers!

As the writers strike continues, reality television sucks so much more.

I've completely given up on AMERICA'S TOP MODEL. After the loss of Heather, who's worth caring about? Nobody. Hence, my complete apathy regarding the final four. Oops! Final three- later for you, Bianca! *cough*youdeservetogohomebecauseyou'reanawfulhumanbeing!*cough* Aside from that, my ability to watch The Loathsome Twosome of Vile Jay Manuel and Tyra Banks has finally completely disappeared. Ugh.

PROJECT RUNWAY is back and, while not exactly better than ever, certainly still interesting. Elisa, the kooky spit-mark chick, never fails to fascinate- and as long as Rami and his arms are around, I will be glued to the screen.

So far, though, I haven't got a clear favorite. Although, as always, there are a few designers that I truly can't stand. Not to mention Heidi Klum's fellow judges.

HEROES, meanwhile, had a mini-season finale that tied up some of the spotty storylines of this so-so Second Volume, but managed to end with a bang (literally. 3 of them), which made me perk up a little with renewed hope that Volume Three might find the show back on track.

...if Volume Three ever gets to happen.
Oh, how I miss thee, tv writers! Here's hoping the strike ends soon!

At the very least, I need my weekly Lee Pace fix with PUSHING DAISIES! (which wasn't on this week, but will be back next Wednesday)

Scranton's Survivor: M. Scott

Michael bravely roughs Pennsylvania's wilderness for an afternoon with duct tape, a knife, and documentary tool, while Jim determines the fate of birthday celebrations at the office. Creed skips for peach cobbler.

Free of Charge

Launder no more! I haven't seen one full episode, but...
my nomination for season's most swoonworthy investment:

You're so darling, Peter!

Samantha Who? Samantha Yes!

Thanks to the magic of TiVo--or should I say, other people's DVR systems--I have been able to catch up on the past three episodes of ABC's new show "Samantha Who?" I'm not the world's biggest Christina Applegate fan, although thanks to great performances in "Anchorman" and "The Sweetest Thing" I have definitely come to appreciate her a lot more, but even I have to admit that the reason why this show works is entirely due to her endearing performance as Samantha. The show's premise is cute enough--a bitchy, spoiled fashionista loses her memory and reinvents herself as a nice girl--but thanks to Applegate it feels fresh and interesting every single episode. Here's to hoping that it makes it through the rest of the season!

One Month Later...

After spending two weeks on vacation out of town, I found myself obsessing about not missing four shows in particular: And I am still charmed by PUSHING DAISIES, worried that WEEDS is losing steam a little, and certain that HEROES is in serious trouble (despite even the long-awaited appearance of Kristen Bell). Sadly, the fourth show was THE OFFICE and I missed two episodes!
Upon my return I realized that I'm feeling kind of over AMERICA'S NEXT TOP MODEL. I didn't even want to watch the episodes I missed. I also realized that THE REAPER is a bit like PSYCH for me- I enjoy watching it while it's on, but don't need to fret about catching every episode.
And oh, how I miss LOST...
*rick

To Tell the Truth

While Seattle Grace is healing, the sun tickled through this past week. A warm-fuzzily structured episode with more frustrated Callie-George-Izzie action/inaction, friendly Dreamy-Steamy bonding, a new intern, Norman from UCLA (you'll recognize him!) for one of the residents, a Meredith-Lexi teamed intubation, and three great cases. When the lunch-bunch huddles bedside here, you'll just feel the love. The truth shall set you free! This and all hair ties.

Lunch Party

The Office is baaack! I've been anxiously awaiting the episode this season that would christen the longer format (supposedly, only the first four episodes are an hour?) and this week's "Launch Party" was just that. A feisty Meredith asks Jim to sign her inappropriate cast, Dwight is in active battle with online orders, a pizza delivery boy is held hostage, Cornell's a capella star is a'courtin', and PB&J get even cuter. Fluid, flighty and fabulous, not to be missed!

Why does it have to be so much harder to love Ryan, my Zach Braff? The facial hair takes away from his fierce eyes and I miss his active dodging of Kelly. I hope a colorblind Cupid has her in mind for the future. What a fab opportunity for BJ Novak to breakthrough, though watch out for Creed, Andy, Angela, and Phyllis (yay, Internet!) to shine. Stanley confirms he can bust a move post-Free Pretzel Day.