yeah, I'm from forever uncool Oklahoma, where The Lips are our native sons - "Do You Realize?" was even voted our unofficial state song - and I've grown tired of them. the fact that they're on a Portlandia episode and most people commenting on this review don't even know who they are might suggest their moment has…

NEW CULT CANON

seriously, I have got to see this.

I worked "NOT GREAT, _______!" into a conversation with my boss just yesterday. never gets old.

you're welcome.

no. no it is not.

hey, now. I counted a total of three.

please, just say "pregnant."

Jessica and In Memory of Elizabeth Reed are two songs I love playing on jukeboxes because it makes everyone in the bar wonder when they're going to end. that, and they're great songs that I happen to love.

clearly no one did.

right, right. TGW has become one of those inconsequential shows I watch while I'm doing other things, so I barely registered that plotpoint.

yeah, her firing came out of nowhere and seemed counterproductive. Grace finally found her niche, and apparently Florrick Quinn can't even afford office space, so yes, let's get rid of the only assistant we have. that seems logical.

good lord, I'd totally forgotten about that. yes, all of Chicago knows, presumably. duh, Eli.

reset buttons and hail mary passes.

I think I get what you mean. I just watched it, and as the parents were introduced I thought, "why are these people so fucked up and weird?" and then I realized they have to be for us to understand who they produced.

Bellona would so argue.

I still chuckle at the thought of Miranda begging her to stop saying that word.

you're off to a great start.

well, clearly you need to try watching again, because it's about a rich white lawyer couple in CHICAGO.

it IS just noise, which is why I can't believe people insist on doing it.