I’m not sure when I’ll be able to devote time every night to this blog (I’m sure that American Idol will guarantee at least weekly posts starting in January or February), because our evening TV is limited (stupid dog requiring an hour of exercise every stupid day), and I’m writing and reading more politics these days than normal, because we’re turning into a socialist country, and that means we’re all gonna die a slow, painful death. Thanks for getting us going on that, FDR! You rocked!

Anyway, let’s talk TV!

Pushing Daisies. Frank and I haven’t seen a bad episode of this show yet. Arguably the best show on TV. We cackle with laughter every episode, and I clutch my heart and say, “Awwww!” when I’m not laughing. Frank doesn’t, because he has no soul. Just kidding. He’s got one buried deep inside somewhere.

Chuck. It was good. The stuff at the Buy More interested me more than the rest of the story, so it was good that it all came together in front of the Buy More.

Heroes. All the flipping back and forth is interesting but kind of makes my head spin. I’m excited about the Petrelli dad being back. Also, I think Claire only died her hair dark to copy me, because I’m awesome.

Eleventh Hour. Did anyone watch this? We saw the preview for the first time Saturday morning while we were watching CSI: CSI. It looks good. Should we watch the premiere online?

CSI: CSI faked us out with its commercials. Didn’t some of the commercials show Warrick in the hospital struggling for his life? Or were they all just Warrick on the street trying to talk to Gil? But anyway, the real story of this episode was Jorja Fox’s hair. What the heck was that about? I’m pretty sure she took her kitchen shears and chopped her hair up in front of the sink (no mirror). Doesn’t she live in LA, where they have stylists? I know we’ve all had our share of bad haircuts (I should do a whole blog series on mine), but I mean… she could have had that fixed after she looked in the mirror. Anyway, poor Warrick. We know Bill Peterson (Gil) is going behind the scenes on the show this season, and Laurence Fishburne is going to replace him. I have an irrational dislike of Fishburne. Every time Frank mentions that Morpheus is going to be on the show, I groan. Saturday morning he asked, “Why don’t you like him?” I think, truly, it’s because What’s Love Got to Do With It came out when I was in high school, and Fishburne played a wife beater. I didn’t even see the movie, but I’ve never been able to forgive him for hitting Tina Turner. I really think that’s it. If he comes in and mistreats Katherine, he has no chance of redemption in my eyes. And believe me, you don’t need to say it: SarahK, you’re retarded if you think the actors are the characters they play. I know that’s only true some of the time. The rest of the time, they’re worse than the characters they play.

Bones. I love Booth. “Breasts! That’s my expertise. Get me a serial number and my guys will track it down!” “Aim me? What am I, a hose?” This reminds me, I need to start collecting the seasons. LOL (I’m typing the summary as we watch the shows). Bones and Booth and their conversations about religion crack me up. The dead woman is the pastor of a church called “Inclusion Church.” That alone kills me, because a lot of these pseudo-Christian community churches are all about “everyone’s awesome, no one is ever a sinner, let’s all hold hands, sing Kum Ba Yah, and ignore sin, because God doesn’t mean all that stuff he wrote!” Ah. A transgendered pastor. Booth: “Are pastors allowed to think God makes mistakes like that?” God gave us free will. We’re free to think whatever we want.

One of my favorite exchanges:

“What are you doing?”
“I’m praying! Would you keep your voice down?”
“Oh. You’re not a member.”
“It’s not a gym, Bones!”

Numb3rs. The FBI could never get anything done before Charlie. All the previews are like, “Who… will the FBI… turn to… with Charlie out of the equation?” I don’t know, their thousands of analysts and geniuses? Re: Charlie. Charlie and his commie dad Papa Epps are getting their hackles up that the FBI wants to investigate Charlie after a tiny matter of light treason. I don’t think Charlie should be let back in. Sending government secrets to Pakistan, or any other foreign country? You’re out. In fact, say hi to Gitmo for me.

Smallville. We’re actually enjoying Smallville this season. I am 100% sure that it’s because Lana is gone. We’re wondering how much longer this show can last, though, because Doomsday is in this season, and he’s the one who kills Superman in the comics. Of course, Superman is no longer dead, so I’m sure it can go on several more seasons. My big question is how Lois won’t be able to recognize Clark when he’s Superman, since she’s known him for years without his disguise of glasses.

Did Clark buy a new stove? I thought their stove was yellow in the earlier seasons?

I’m glad Lois will still use “Meteor Freak” in her world of politically correct Chloeville.

Alison Mack needs a sandwich. She used to look great, and now she looks a little… anorexic. Did you notice her waist? I’m not sure my waist was ever that small, and I weighed 88 pounds after I stopped eating in high school (eating hurt because I got mono and then an ulcer).

Oooh. Lois v. Endorphine Girl, and Clark chooses Lois. Hey, how did Lois survive the big car throw? I don’t think she was even wearing her seatbelt yet.

Who’s X?

The Amazing Race. Wow. Um, Terence & Sarah. He’s just a big old ball of whine, yes? She’s not much better. “And they didn’t even say *hi* to us.” Oh noes! How will you survive without their word of greeting?! “Do you like American candy?” I like the southern belles. Ken & Tina — Tina is perhaps one of the most obnoxious racers ever (in the three seasons I’ve watched TAR). Anthony makes me proud to be an American with all his “This country’s a joke” talk. The best friends (Mark & Bill) may be my favorites so far, because they’re total geeks, and I dig that. Sarah is “literally tearing [her] hair out.” See, I don’t see the literalness of her statement. I don’t think there’s a token gay couple this season, but Terence is kind of the same demo. Kelly & Christy, the divorcees? They just aren’t so smart. LOL, the geeks totally brute forced the road block. Go Mark & Bill! Also go southern belles! “We might be slow, but we’re not stupid.” I am amused that the divorcees are all disappointed to be team #7 instead of team #6 when their lack of brains should have knocked them right out of the race. They should just be kissing Phil’s feet.

CSI: NY was great. I love it when they have to improvise in the field to solve crime. Of course, I was shouting, “Flight attendant! Flight attendant!” the whole time. Oh, and I’m getting ready to change the name to CSI: Mac Taylor.

CSI: Horatio was good. Laura led me to believe that it was better in the Delko / Calleigh department, but at least we kept the ball rolling in exactly the same spot there.

The Office. I’m so used to it lasting an entire hour that it seemed really short to me. I loved the Jim/Pam speakerphone thing where Jim told the whole office they’re engaged. Also loved Jim timing Dwight, Meredith’s discount-scoring-favors being encouraged by corporate, and Jim taunting Dwight with sci-fi and fantasy talk that was all kinds of wrong.

Terminator. Nothing too exciting, one of those building episodes, but I’m interested to see where the subplot with the FBI agent and the creepy T1000 goes.