Today's Space Monkeys! comic is about the show Friday Night Lights, and in the newspost below it, I compare it to a fine meal, one with enough good eats to want to store the remainders in TupperWarez, for futher consuming, snacking and enjoyment.

Do they make an "I'm sorry" card for choking one guy and outing another?

New Smallville recap is up at TWoP:

Bo Knows -- The Green Arrow is finally masked as Oliver Queen. You know, the one with all the archery? Yeah, it's him. Surprised? Lois pursues His Arrowness while Clark plays catch-up and eventually becomes sorta-pals with the guy. Meanwhile, Lana engages in a dose of evil with her new boyfriend in the name of not getting killed by aliens in the future.

I had watched three episodes of Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip. Then, against my better judgment, I watched a fourth that aired Monday night.

That's it. I'm out. It's awful and I'm not going to keep watching it for the sake of watching a show about sketch comedy.

Because it's not about sketch comedy. Aaron Sorkin obviously couldn't write a decent comedy sketch if there was a vial of crack and a 13-episode pick-up waiting on the other end of it.

I can accept bad TV. I watch Nip/Tuck, which is irredeemable, but great fun. But Studio 60 is not just unfunny and obviously written in the voice of one person playing puppeteer so everyone can sound just like the singular voice in his head -- it's also insulting. It's a big Fuck You to stupid Americans who don't laugh hysterically at a Gilbert & Sullivan reference or aren't properly informed about who named names from the Hollywood 10.

So, here's a Fuck You right back, Aaron Sorkin. We're not going to watch your shitty show and when it's canceled, only the West Wing-grievers who've somehow convinced themselves that this show is anywhere in the same league (they are wrong. Completely.) are the only ones who'll miss Studio 60.

I can't believe I wasted three hours of my life on this. Yes, three. I skipped through all the commercials for all four episodes.

Not that we're trying to have kids or anything, but I get great pleasure out of coming up with names for a theoretical future child and imagining the kid's purely fictional discomfort.

Some baby names we've rejected if we ever have a boy:

Tres Leches Gallaga
(true story: I knew a guy named "Tres." This name would be accurate for a time in that we know he will be very moist for at least the first year.)
Adolf Osama Jesus Gallaga
(just for confusion's sake)
Cracker Daryl Gallaga
New Gallaga
(Seriously, why did "New" as a name never take off?)
Kool Moe Gallaga
Pi Gallaga
Wiggity Gallaga
Marmaduke
Perfunctory
Brussel Sprout Gallaga

Bobbo and Meany come up with a brilliant advertising idea that will surely net them millions in today's new comic.

Not much to report around here. New job change should happen within the next few weeks and I'm excited and a little scared at the same time.

Loving Friday Night Lights even as I recognize that for all the things it does right, it does a few small things wrong, like showing big Austin buildings through a hospital window when it's supposed to be a tiny town.

I dropped Survivor, Desperate Housewives and Dancing with the Stars from my regular viewing list. Very close to dropping Studio 60 because life is just too damn short to put up with Sorkin's idea of sketch comedy. I'm going to try to catch up on Heroes because what I've seen of it looks pretty great.

The new computer upgrade is sublime. Desktop apps are not a whole lot faster, but Web surfing, games and multitasking are noticeably faster and smoother. Mostly, the computer starts up every time and shuts down when I tell it to, so that's a huge improvement. All the USB ports work all the time, another improvement -- I think my old system was a bit underpowered.

The video card is fantastic -- it can video capture and output in component HD and can be used with two monitors at the same time. I'll probably play with that more when I have time. Lately, I've been playing with converting videos I have to iPod format and with the upgrade, it's been pretty speedy doing that.

I'm going to be visiting the Texas Book Festival for the first time this weekend -- they've asked me to introduce one of the authors and I'm going to try to get there early to see Barack Obama.

That's it for now... keep your noses clean.