really?

I find it hard to believe that every talk show host who interviews an author and claims to have read their most recent book has actually read said book. I've seen various hosts claim to have really enjoyed so and so's book, and then the next three nights they say the same thing to different authors about different (thick) books. I'm not sure I believe all of them, and that's all I have to say about that. Feel free to share your thoughts, and if Leno, Letterman, Conan, John Stewart, or any other late night talk show hosts who subscribe to my blog would like to justify themselves, please feel free to do so in the comments section.

uncanny

As anyone who has either talked to me or read my blog in the past ten months knows well, living in Dallas has been no walk in the park for me. Going from lots of good things (pre-Dallas) to lots of, well, different things, has been tricky to put it mildly. Something that has been very constant in my life this past year is the people pictured above. The up to, but not exceeding, 6 hours of Scrubs that is on TV daily. I've found solace in a television show.

I know, those of you who know pre-Dallas D.O. may be shocked to hear that the guy who took pride in not having a television in his house on Luther now adores a sitcom. Well it's true. Spending a minimum of an hour a day, every day, with people (even if they're fictional) will force you to grow closer to them all the time. I count JD and Turk as my friends. I've had a crush on Elliot that I've since gotten over. I love Carla's nuggets of wisdom. These fake people have caused me to laugh countless times and cry more times than I care to admit. Seriously, this show turns me in to an emotional high school girl. They make me long for the tight-knit community that I had back in the Station. They make me think about Josh Langston and how he could be JD. These thirty minutes journeys birth all kinds of thoughts in my balding head.

I've heard it said that the reason people love television shows so much is they long to have a community like the one their favorite TV characters experience. I never disagreed with the idea, but now I know it as entirely true. At least for me and I imagine for a lot of other twentysomethings out there who come home from their full-time jobs to a humanless apartment with a television set waiting there on them. I'm not without community (thank Father!) but a lot of the people who make up my community do lack one important quality: physical presence. Well that being the case, I'm thankful for Turk, JD, Elliot and Carla. I'm also extremely thankful that my real-life roomate and close friend Mikey enjoys their company as well.

set your tivo!

I'm pretty sure I haven't been this excited about any television event since Screech and Lisa actually kissed on Saved By The Bell. Believe me, this video is worth your 62 seconds, and if the documentary is half as good as the preview, then those 11 hours will be well worth your time too.