John From Cincinnati
First off, I've been reading web-rumors that HBO is paying off bloggers to create positive buzz for the show. I'm highly offended that I never got that offer.
That being said, bloggers have just surpassed bored housewives, preteen girls, and congressional staffers on the gossip front.
I genuinely like the show, and if Home Box Office is dolling out the green they should feel free to provide me with an "artist's grant" via PayPal to dclies(at)gmail.com. Please?
Yeah, that'll never work, but I felt it was worth a try.
This is my one and only "must see" show on the air right now. Five episodes in, and I'm ready to throw out my original speculation: "John" is the messiah.
I had the feeling from the start, but wasn't ready to call it until now. I've been intrigued by this particular "what if" scenario for a while now, and even wrote a short story about it last year. Needless to say, I'm hooked.
The show is excellent, and if you haven't been watching it, you should.
I'm digging the Showtime series Meadowlands, but the story-arc needs a shot in the ass. Hopefully that'll happen before the end of season one.
Flight of the Concords is a fun little show, but I'm not 100% sold on it just yet.
I'm totally psyched for the second season of Dexter this September.
That's just about it, except for the excessive amount of Cubs games I've been watching on WGN this year. I've already watched more baseball this year than any other season I can think of, and we're just past the break. I need a fucking job.