Been a long time since I blog and rolled

Let me get back…the months of December and January are pretty slow in the TV world, and pretty busy in the real world. So I’m sorry for the prolonged blog absence. I’m still here, though, with a short post as I get back in the swing of things.

I’ve been watching The Vampire Dairies, 30 Rock, The Office, Big Love, Bone, Fringe and Jersey Shore, all of which have been awesome as usual (more on those later).

I recently added Parks and Recreation after a weekend-long Netflix marathon in which I laughed so hard my cheeks hurt.

Watching this season of Parks and Rec with the eternally good-looking and surprisingly funny Rob Lowe has only confirmed my love for this show. I even have the Swanson Pyramid of Greatness hanging in my cubicle at work. I especially enjoy the blocks for weapons, woodworking and welfare avoidance. My favorite thing about this show is the flawed, yet lovable, Leslie Knope, played by Amy Poehler. Even when she’s screwing up, she always means well and she legitimately loves the bizarre cross-section of Pawneeans (Or is it Pawneeites?) who turn out for her city forums.

Does anyone else watch Parks and Rec? If not, check it out. Leslie is like a better, more likeable version of Michael Scott. In fact, the show reminds me of early episodes of The Office, when the writing was still fresh and the cast was still fun.

TGIT

Jack Donaghy, Vice President of East Coast Television and Microwave Oven Programming for General Electric.

                          Thank God it’s Thursday. All week long, I keep busy by going to the gym, watching re-runs of NCIS on USA Network, and catching up with Burn Notice on DVD through Netflix. It’s a pretty sweet existence, to be sure, but I’m always waiting. For what, you ask?

Waiting for Thursday at 8 p.m., when The Vampire Diaries starts and a full night of great TV begins. In addition to finding out what’s going on in Mystic Falls, tonight I’ll be tuning in for The Office, It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia and Jersey Shore (no judging).

Fringe, another great Thursday night show, is taking a break for the World Series and won’t be back until next week. If the previews are any indication, the real Olivia might finally escape the alternate reality and face her doppelganger. Wow – just re-reading that sentence makes me feel like I have finally reached the pinnacle of Mount Nerd. Nevertheless, it’s an amazingly good show.

30 Rock is also taking a break tonight, presumably to make time for something NBC calls “Scared Shrekless.” Sounds like a most unworthy replacement to me. Speaking of 30 Rock, could it get any funnier? A week later, and I’m still laughing about Jack’s line, “I have to go tell Rachel Maddow that only one of us can have this haircut.” And the live episode from two weeks ago was pure genius.

My guilty pleasure

Mark Harmon plays Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs on NCIS.

Everyone says Jersey Shore should be my guilty TV pleasure, but truth be told, I don’t feel that guilty about loving Snookie, The Situation and the rest of the gang. My guilty pleasure, in the truest sense of the phrase, is NCIS. I didn’t want to like it, I swear. I’m pretty sure the target demographic is over 50 neoconservative men, but what can I say? I really like the show. Confession time.

I started watching NCIS reruns on USA Network at the gym one day when my iPod wasn’t charged.

I didn’t want to like it. But then it sort of grew on me. I started laughing whilst running about Abby’s quirkiness, DiNozzo’s pranks and Zeva’s mixed metaphors. And like some bizarre fungus, it gradually took over and now I look forward to watching it during my workout. I even like to run a little faster during the theme song, which is terrible techno from The Crystal Method. Wow, that’s embarrassing.

My husband likes to make fun of the show after he gets off the treadmill, and sometimes I sort of give a disingenuous half-laugh, all the while thinking “I don’t want to admit I sort of like this, a lot.”

Full disclosure on this guilty pleasure – it reached a new low last night when I realized that I think Mark Harmon is hot (insert awkward silence from stunned friends and coworkers).

So, now that’s off my chest…do you have a guilty TV pleasure?