Tonight, after a much-anticipated and overly-delayed return, I was excited and overjoyed to finally watch what I can easily say was once of the most uncomfortable 30 minutes of television I’ve seen in a long, long time. I’m of course talking about The Office. Few things can make me squirm in my seat, laugh out loud to myself, and feel an overwhelming sense of embarrassment at the situations that unfold before me quite like Michael, Jim, Pam, Dwight and the rest of the Dunder Mifflin crew.

Honestly, not many shows can have the effect on people that this one is somehow able to deliver episode to episode. As we held our weekly Office-watching sessions, it wasn’t a rare sight to see my friends hiding their faces behind their hands or shirts as Michael Scott (perfectly portrayed by Steve Carell) made a complete and utter fool of himself to his paper-pushing minions.

Oh Comcast, you rascals, you. I know times are tough, what with the huge amounts of dough you’re raking in from the thousands upon thousands of unlucky souls you fiscally rape every month for cable and Internet service such as myself, but come on… cut me a little slack here. At least get out the Vaseline before you try to forcibly penetrate my wallet.

My lease was up at the end of December this past year, so I decided to move to a new apartment. It was a nice, cozy place and I was looking forward to having someplace new to call home. I wanted to make sure that my new place was all set and I’d have everything I needed once I moved in on the weekend of the 1st. I called the electric company and got my service scheduled for the change of address. I went to the post office and had my address changed. I even went through all of my online accounts and updated the mailing addresses. But silly, silly me… I thought bringing my Comcast equipment from my old place to my new place was going to be as easy a process as all of those upbeat, happy people on the Comcast commercials make it out to be. WRONG.

My buddy Nick has finally fallen prey to one of the best, if not the best, television shows ever made: Arrested Development.

Aside from maybe Family Guy, I’ve never seen a show with such an abundance of quotable lines and memorable moments. Anyone that’s seen the show and loved it (a.k.a. everyone but Rebecca) knows exactly what you’re talking about when you drop such lines as “Illuuusions, dad!”, “I am an actoooor”, or make any mention of “Cornballing”. Who can forget Julia Louis-Dreyfus as blind / pregnant attorney Maggie Lizer, Goerge Michael’s uncontrollable obsession with his cousin Maeby, or Charlize Theron as the MRF (mentally retarded female) love interest of Michael? And hell, to this day, just saying Bob Loblaw’s Law Blog gets a laugh out of me. So why the hell did it only last 3 seasons on the air?

Simple. We’re all too dumb to get it. This show payed off for the constant viewer… the viewer that tuned in every week and actually paid attention to what was going on.

4 8 15 16 23 42 ftw.

‘Lost‘ is back and as good as ever.

Having to wait for Thursdays every week is going to be torture…