We interupt your regularly scheduled May sweeps for...

... the first ever edition of G TV on YouTube. Episode 101: the one where G takes his first run on Tote Road.



Now that mom has her very own YouTube identity, more episodes (and hopefully better edited episodes with improved dialogue) will be forthcoming. Unless the network execs decide to cancel us. Let me know in the comments if you have any tips on how to edit videos (my finalcutpro skills are unimpressive). This means you, Burger.

I Dare You

I have made a convert. Fellow almost-lawyer AC told me that she caught a couple eps of Friday Night Lights that her TiVo had "suggested" for her. Since then, she's been streaming them obsessively on her computer. Recently, she was even questioned by a policeman at 2 am about this obsession. (Ok, so the policeman is her boyfriend and he was wondering why she hadn't come to bed, but still...)

All this leads me to my double dog dare of the week. NBC has posted the whole first season of FNL on its site. I double dog dare you to stream and watch two episodes without getting hooked. Go ahead, do it... you know you want to.

News on the Renewal Front...

A new report from Ausiello suggests that the death knell may not yet have sounded for the Stars Hollow gang, but I'll be shocked if this May's season finale doesn't wind up as the last word we have from Lorelei and Rory. It sounds like Rory and Logan are history in any case, and since I think Logan is the only reason I've bothered to watch the show this season, I think I'm ready to let GG head off into the great television heaven in a few weeks.

On the other hand, everyone seems convinced that Friday Night Lights will be back.

And in an amusing, eerily torch-passing coincidence, Lauren Graham was apparently once roommates with FNL's brilliant Connie Britton. Two of the smartest, most talented women on the small screen, in my humble opinion: I would have loved to hang out at that apartment!

Save(d) One Show?

Gilmore Girls . . . and Veronica Mars were both given the nod when Kristin at E! announced the Save One Show results last night. Despite the name of the contest, apparently saving just one show wasn't enough . . . and apparently more than 6 million votes were received this year (which is, of course, not to say that 6 million people voted). Ultimately, the Gilmore fans were the most effective at repeatedly clearing their cache and re-voting. It's probably a good thing that we don't elect our president on-line. And, unfortunately, it sounds like no matter how web-savvy and motivated the GG fans are, Rory and Lorelei are not going to be back next season: the cast and crew "couldn't be reached for comment" on their big SOS win.

In any case, I'm content that, as reported in my last post, Friday Night Lights got an order for 6 more scripts.

Boston Legal was highly amusing this week: a surprise visit from Phyllis Diller (rather than Racquel Welch, whom Denny was trying to conjure up with "The Secret") had Denny reeling and N and I rolling with laughter; it's always fun to see Alan Shore come up with new and creative ways to elicit jury nullification; and Julie Bowen was brilliant (as usual). I'm looking forward to seeing what (if anything) they can do with the film shot last week when she went into real-life labor on-set during filming. BL is generally worth watching, but it's rarely at the top of my TiVo to-do list. I'm not sure why not. It's really quite good.

In other TV amusement, I caught the pilot and first couple eps of The O.C. when it premiered on SoapNet this week. It's fun to go back and revisit those classic scenes -- the scene where Sandy drives Ryan away as Marissa looks on from the end of her driveway, the "welcome to the O.C., bitch" scene, the model home fire ... so many good scenes. And with the benefit of hindsight it's fun to see how some of the later iconic scenes from the show called back those early episodes. I hadn't remembered, for example, the scene from the pilot where Ryan scoops the passed-out Marissa off her driveway and tenderly carries her to the poolhouse. The exact same shot is in the episode where she dies. Kind of cool to have that kind of internal reference (and there are so many more, especially in the music). Makes the show kind of literary in a funny sort of way.

Notes from the Couch

Today, I took a sick day. Of course, I don't have classes on Wednesdays and I still had to be a mom for the afternoon, so it wasn't much of a sick day . . . but I did spend an inordinate amount of time on the couch in my pj's, so I guess it counts. Here's hoping that either 1) tomorrow is a snow day (which is oddly possible despite the calendar) or 2) I can breathe when I wake up in the morning.

Meanwhile . . . Friday Night Lights' season finale tonight was excellent, and the news that NBC has ordered 6 more scripts is encouraging . . . According to this quiz, if I were a Grey's doc, I'd be Miranda . . . N and I finally found a show (other than the-utterly-disappointing-this-season 24) that we can agree on: Deadliest Catch on Discovery: just enough melodrama for me, just enough testosterone mixed with adrenaline for him . . .