Tonite, on a very special 'Props'

Let's imagine you are a young, single male. Average looking, and of average intelligence. Perhaps even below average. Now imagine that the hottest, most perfect woman in all the land suddenly takes a liking to you. You begin dating and eventually become a couple. She seems to genuinely enjoy being in your company, and you simply can't get enough of her. You should be the happiest you've ever been. But... you just have this nagging feeling in the back of your mind, this tiny thought that makes your stomach crawl, that you don't deserve her, and at any moment she will come to her senses and walk out the door and you'll never see her again.

That is how I feel about the show Arrested Development. It is everything I ever dreamed of and more. Each episode contains oh-so-many laughs, and more quick references than an episode of Family Guy written by Vladimir Nabokov. Nothing is dumbed down. Season one has been on DVD for awhile, that's how I got into it, and Season two comes out in a couple weeks. Season three began on Monday, but only 4 million people watched, and the annual cancellation rumors have already begun. I don't want the show to be on for 16 decreasing in quality seasons, and already we're on the verge of passing another of my all-time favs, SportsNight, in number of episodes. But I'm not ready for the ride to end. Give me six or seven solid seasons. Seinfeld started slow at first too, you know. Maybe people will come around. Maybe the DVD sales will be enough to keep it on a few more years. But, maybe, maybe even soon, she'll walk out the door tomorrow, and you'll never see her again. I don’t see you crying, robot. You taste these tears. dot com