I want Erika as my best friend when I show up on her doorstep crying. Oh the misery when "Lily" had forgotten her.

Changes his starched white shirt every afternoon, and remember his whole dry cleaner incident?

It scares me to think about it. Hollywood's relationship to teeth has always been cruel and false.

Not unsung, Celeste got a nod and George won the Oscar!

But would Joan know that? And that only means the cheek-side of the tooth, not removing whole molars.

You know it should be called The Queen vs. the Princess, don't you?

Kevin's face questions everything always. There wasn't one person he didn't look at twice during the episode.

We create our own hells it seems.

Her line delivery mattered often.

What I really appreciated was the warning about adult language before the show. Because it helps to be prepared.

Next week the pretenses of youth and beauty all fall away.

When she thinks Bette is laughing with the cast about her taxi scene, and instead they're trying to figure out how she did it in one take, I winced for her.

"Unconvincingly!"

Next time they should do Top Chef! "Pack your knives, and go!"

"Excuse me while I go back to my four other daytime shows for black women who called in sick!"

Yes, Dratch episode please! Epic Debbie Downer, and also her ability to play characters in a scene without breaking (mostly)!

I suppose it's really just James Mercer solo at this point, but SNL has always been good at providing a solo showcase, especially for singer/songwriter types.

I was reaching, of course it's Bard (class of '88)!

Where are the Shins, for that matter? They've even had them on before!

Louis was so in character you didn't really need more guest stars, but those would have been amazing.