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Welcome back to the blogoshpere, me!

I've been going into the backlogs to catch up on Party Down, Ally McBeal and season 1 of Psych. Rewatching Alias and Skins (Veronica Mars marathon is already planned for August).

I would like to begin by saying that I am keeping on top of my summer television pretty well right now. Thank goodness for day jobs, keeping my evenings free (and when they're not... well, that's what Tivo was invented for).

I'm looking forward to the spanking new seasons of Weeds, True Blood, Top Chef: Masters, Psych and Kathy Griffin. But those suckas have yet to take the stage...

Right now, I'm going into cardiopulminary spasms because TOMORROW is the beginning of the two-day bliss otherwise known as "So You Think You Can Dance." I have to confess, I am more obsessed with this show right now than I have ever been before. I have had dreams three nights in the past week about Vegas week (disturbing, no? I think I may have a problem). And the possibility of seeing just ONE taping of the top 20 (18, whatever) is completely justifying my time in Los Angeles right now. And I am OBSESSED with these two:

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Kings: First Night

Here is what I noticed while watching tonight's episode:

Poor little rich boy, Prince Chuck Bass, seems to have a large whopping crush on our hero, Dah-veed. How funny would THAT be if they fucked? (I smell a SWEEPS stunt...)

The bumbling security guards provided for comedic effect are wonderful- they deserve more airtime.

Queenie looks like a cheap knockoff of Robin Wright Penn. 

Poor straight-edge Dah-veed. Little baggies make him sweat uncomfortably. 

Dirty Mistress has uncomfortably high cheekbones. Kingy-poo's money probably provided more than enough money for plastic surgery to make that possibly. But I'm not being unjustly judgemental. When a show is as boring thusfar as this episode, I HAVE to find things to amuse myself.

MICHAEL ARDEN!!!! Prince Chuck Bass' lover gave this show a whole new level of cred. 

Sickboy Bastard Child should just die. It'd make things a whole lot easier. And it would provide just enough internal conflict for Kingy-poo that it'll make for good-ish tv.

Rich man didn't want to see Michelle's cooter? He chose the King's socks instead. Good choice, homo. (I love the gays. It's a term of endearment)

DIE SICKBOY DIE!!! 

That car "crash" was fucking awesome. And as anti-animal cruelty as I am, the fact that the King of the Wrinkles hit a deer was hilarious.

I have come to the conclusion that Prince Chuck Bass is a masochist. How else can you explain what happened at the cluuuub?

The last 15 minutes were good. 

Skins: Season 3 Finale

When JJ had his swearing tangent, I blushed. He was so incredibly adorable. Poor JJ, I love him so.

And those straightedge guys. So funny. I can't even handle it.

Freddie's masturbation scene was classic. Loved it.

YES! Effy loves Freddie! 

And that race was so funny: I was so proud of JJ. It's adorable: the best talents he has are the WuShu Fingerhold and Carrying Old People. Oh, and giving inspirational words of wisdom to those in need. 

And I thought straightedge boy was straightedge, so why was he drinking a beer after he lost? That violates the rules of the straight-edge-ship. 

How "She's All That" when Cook went all "Your prince charming made a bet on you!"

If Cook pushing his dad off of their stolen boat is the climactic ending I was fearing, as good as it was, it was kind of disappointing. Seriously, what fucky kind of ending was that! 

Uh Oh

I am super-excited for "Southland" the new NBC show starring Ben McKenzie and produced by the creators of ER. But how is a girl to keep up with all of this TV and a full course load? It's on at the same time as the ABC triple-punch...

Well, it starts when Flight of the Conchords and Skins are done with their seasons, so maybe I'll have that extra internet hour for a new cop-drama.

Premieres on NBC on April 9 at 10PM

Kings: Goliath

I'm halfway through the pilot, and so far am unconvinced. It is too self-indulgent: it could have been only an hour, but instead the writers let Ian McShane continue on his chicken-egg debate for three minutes... Yes, it has its share of attractive men (by which I mean two) but nothing now is begging me to continue watching. 

Sebastian Stan's character is too Chuck Bass for my tastes (Ed Westwick is enough)... but is he a gay? He seemed to delight quite a bit in making out with a woman while staring intently at a man. Ohp, he is. And Daddy's a homophobe. Super. An unfaithful homophobe with an bastard child. Best kind. 

King Ian arranged all the bad stuff... oy vey, way to overcomplicate things. And Reverend Token Black Man is not only a man of the cloth but also a prophet... okay.

Dying Brother... these "emotional scenes" are toooooooooo contrived. I can't handle it. 

And the alternate-universe-kingdom thing is taking some getting used to. As is the contrived romance and lack of chemistry between Princessy Poo and David (which I am mentally pronouncing with a Spanish accent so it sounds more like dah-veed than day-vid).  I shall call him Dah-veed Mo-lay in honor of the many moles on the right side of his face and neck.  And what a powerful moving blood speech... NOT. The whole time he was shouting, I was really hoping that they'd just shoot him. 

It's decent. The mood of this show is different that that of most of the other shows on TV right now, and so I'm  going to try to get used to it. I think I'll follow this show until its inevitable impending cancellation (and until Macullay Culkin's guest stunt is over). Sad but true. Its numbers aren't good enough, and probably won't ever be.  

New Mindless Drivel

Here are some shows I am excited to let turn my brain into more mush than it already is. They are either spring pickups, summer shows or fall... But I'm too excited about them to keep quiet.

Harper's Island 

Someone gets killed EVERY WEEK. How fucking awesome is that?

Melrose Place

Ashlee... let's see how you do. And you too, Miss Capitalizing on Daddy David Cassidy. And I, for one, will always be a fan of Michael Rady (Greek comes back soon!)

Kings

I know it's on now, but I haven't been able to start it, so I'm pumped for that too.

The Bachelorette

I promised myself that I would drop the show after Jason was a tool, but Jillian is too cute to not watch.

Gossip Girl Spinoff

Sunset strip. The 80s. (So far, it's sounding a whole lot like new Broadway musical "Rock of Ages") and Brittany Snow. I loved American Dreams, so I'm excited to watch her weekly again.