Jersey City on Christmas Day

My daily walk to the train looks a little different on Christmas morning.

Good Television

I've become so cynical about television that I consider "good television" to be as likely as penguins that are grown and packed in Exeter, California.

But good television still exists, or at least it did: I've commented how much I like Arrested Development, but it was my memory of a surprise ending on one episode of Major Dad, an otherwise mediocre show with an occasional hint of emotional relevance, that keeps my cynicism at bay. I was happy to discover it again on the wonder that is Hulu.

It Wouldn't Be Christmas Without a Dick Joke

The guy who sent me this card also turned me onto Arrested Development, a show so funny I gave it to people on DVD for Christmas.