Glee
After endless buzz, after friends demanding that I watch it, after hearing high school kids sing "Don't Stop Believing," I finally watched a few episodes from the first half of season one of "Glee" and it wasn't as dreadful as I thought. Then I tried a few from the second half… and I decided that as a phenomenon,…

… with paddles!

Thank goodness he's her boss, so she had to agree to a date

Wall Street is actually fairly good-good, though, as noted above, not without the obvious problems that plague all of Oliver Stone's movies. Also, any scene with Daryl Hannah is painfully stilted.

Hey
Give Matt Dillon some credit. He was also the best part of a really mediocre Oscar-winning film.

D stands for "Did you know that this show sucks?"

Somehow… yes.

However strong my belief that Weiner can utilize stunt casting to its advantages, I don't think he'll end up going for this. It would completely disrupt the show's flow and really pull the audience out of the show's narrative world.

He'll serve as a perfect model
for why Don Draper needs to get his life together.

I maxed out my supply sending drugs to Randy Quaid and his wife.

I'm pretty sure that's already a show on our local public access station. Which is all the more reason to support your local media.

Fox has shown a recent reluctance to allow a show to build an audience, but it has given shows a full season or two to prosper. It has sabotaged these shows on many occasions by scheduling shuffles and poor promotional decisions, but still, there has been some network support.

There's one in my old neighborhood. Last one in Pittsburgh, I believe.

Depending on what kind of home they were raised in, they might have seen more revealing outfits at home.

I'm fairly sure there isn't anything you guys can't jerk it to. Please don't take that as a challenge.

Well said, phodreaw, but I would disagree with your last statement only in that I don't find the end as redemptive. "No longer bound by his dream" is a fairly optimistic read. Rather, if it is as he is being let go from a dream, it's a harsh experience, the creeping draw of reality making itself physically apparent in…

My brother started to worry everyone when all he would do is stay in his room and hone his gems.

Dammit!

Reminds me of how awkward it was back in the 70s when me and my former wife would be walking around New York City, and we'd run into someone we both had blown the year before.

Isn't he past his prime for a stunt like this? He should have tried this back amid his Golden Years