Via Joe My God, I have to show you this ad that has been airing in the New York area.

Is this not the most incredible thing you’ve ever seen? I swear to God this lady is going to be famous — this is going to grow viral and she’ll get a guest spot on Ellen or something.

and I haven’t listened yet, so why start now?

I have good news, kids: you don’t have to devote this summer to the 30 Rock DVDs that your little brother gave you for your birthday (but thanks, patrick!). While there are very few reasons to own a TV between the months of April and October (So You Think You Can Dance comes to mind… as does the recent airing of Finding Nemo in HD that captivated my mother and I for hours this weekend), TBS is giving you (okay, me) a new reason to live– My Boys is back this weekend!

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I love this show. In fact, I love it enough (and love myself enough) to link to this post I wrote about it in December 2006 even though it contains references to and commentary by a former gentleman caller of mine, because I can’t express my love for it any better than I already have (that’s where the self-love comes in. Only, you know, not in the hairy palms/ blindness comes in). The end of last season was a Nancy Drew-esque cliff hanger after our gal PJ had bought a pair of his-n-hers plane tickets to Italy, thinking that by the time she got to use them she’d have an obvious his to go with hers. And instead of winding up having to take her mom and enjoying Finding Nemo as the in-flight movie, as it would have gone down in real life, the week before the trip turned into a veritable man-fest for PJ and we were left not knowing who got on the plane with her. Or what the hell Rosebud means.

Season 2 starts June 12 at 9:30– and here’s your warmup, sports fans:

Email tifaux at gmail.com before the season premiere with the subject line “Home Run” to win a My Boys tshirt and the DVD set of season one of The Bill Engvall Show (My Boys’ lead-in show). If you’re feeling creative and/ or have recently been kicked out of your fantasy baseball league for inappropriate message board posts, you can thrill us with the sports metaphor that you most enjoy using in every day life, as we tend to favor those among us who can pepper casual conversation with idioms like “switch hitter” and “riding the pine.”

Awww… Ellen announced that she’s getting hitched on her show.

If you don’t know:

• Ellen’s partner/girlfriend/fiance (!) is Portia De Rossi of Arrested Development.
• gay people can get married in California now.
• California has no residency requirements for marriage (like Massachusetts does).

Take that, establishment!

Project Peepway is Project Runway with Peeps.

I really enjoy it when people devote insane amounts of time to ridiculous things. Hence, I suppose, my blogging career.

But, what I mean is that I love it when liberal arts educations are squandered on critical analysis of inane pop culture, when art students make art with the most, well, artless objects… you get the picture.

I can only imagine how much time went into this clip — especially since it’s pretty damn long for a throwaway YouTube clip.

This is the best title for a TV show ever:

Bisexual Virgins: Crossing the Line

Thank you, Canada, for all you do.

I’m sure that this won’t be the first place you hear about this, but there’s been a resolution to the writer’s strike!

Praise the good lord.

If you feel like sifting through the jargon, you can do so here. Alternately, you can read a letter to the WGA membership here.

I really feel like they can give us at least two or three episodes of Pushing Daisies before next fall though. I mean come on.

If you’ve ever watched TV with me, you’ll know I have a pathological need to identify every minor actor that appears on screen, whether it’s a background player in a Reebok ad or the latest corpse in Law and Order. After last night, though, I may want to retire my skills, because I proudly identified this guy in the fourth quarter Amp ad, and I don’t think I’ll ever have a better ID moment for as long as I live.

Have you watched it?

Okay.

It’s Donkey Lips from Salute Your Shorts.

You’re welcome.

Favorite ad? Justin Timberlake. Least favorite ad? The peanut one with the unibrow lady. Honorable mention? The e-trade baby.

If you’re interested in the actual sports “plays,” that bit near the end when Eli Manning escaped a million defenders by the skin of his teeth — that was pretty great. Go Giants!

Yes, I am excited it’s Wednesday because of all the good TV. But I’m also excited to be back from fulfilling (enduring) my civic duty. Don’t ask me about it. Crime is not always fun like in Oceans 11.

It’s a Halloween episode of Pushing Daisies, which I’m looking forward to almost as much as the giant bag of candy I bought for the approximately zero children who ring our doorbell.

It’s gratifying that my early instinct on Dirty Sexy Money — that Brian is by far the most interesting Darling — seems to be true so far. He’s so angry and spiteful. But human.

I’m still recording Gossip Girl, but it’s not actually getting watched, as evidenced by my multi-week backlog. I would guess scandalous things are happening.

Just in time for Halloween, Mythbusters returns with some fire myths. Presumably not as a tasteless tie-in to the California wildfires.

We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming: A special one for Cristin — David Wright is the guest on The Daily Show tonight.

Last night a base was stolen, so America gets a taco. America, you can claim your taco at Taco Bell next Tuesday between the hours of 2 and 5 PM.

Just writing that sentence made me laugh so hard I could barely see the screen. So stupid. So funny.

That was by far the funniest line I heard during last night’s World Series game. Apparently, Taco Bell is giving out a free taco to everyone in the United States once someone steals a base in the World Series. Last night, the Rockies pitcher threw to first and it was called as a balk, one of the more fun rules of baseball (along with the ground-rule double), so the runner was given the base. Hence, “Does America still get a taco?” Apparently, the answer is no. But maybe tonight! The tension is palpable!

If you prefer your comedy from scripted television, The Office is finally back to half-hour episodes, Carrie Fisher guest stars on 30 Rock (Princess Leia AAAH), and Ugly Betty continues to camp its way into our hearts.

We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming: So this is where I’ve decided to air my opinion on Viva Laughlin, that deservedly canceled pile of crap. I thought I was going to be getting a musical television show. That, my friends, was no musical television. I agree wholeheartedly with Sara on this one — lip sync or sing full out, don’t just mumble as a song is playing in the background. Also, write a show that doesn’t suck. I did not stick to my word and only watched five minutes before giving up in anger. Thank god Pushing Daisies regularly includes some awesome Kristin Chenowith singing action, or I’d lose hope in singing on TV entirely.