On Sunday morning, before the Emmys, I was watching TV, and a guy was talking about who might win. He was talking about the "sophomore surprise", when maybe a good series doesn't win one year, it wins the next, and that might happen this year. Then, he gave his predictions: Frasier, Kelsey Grammer, NYPD Blue, and Dennis Franz.
All of which won last year.

What happened to the sophomore surprise?

I watched While You Were Sleeping today. Again. I don't know why I keep watching that movie, because I know how I'm going to feel. I think with all of my heart that While You Were Sleeping is about the most depressing movie ever made. Even more so than One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest.

A hint to single women: Do no sit alone in your apartment with your cats watching a movie about a woman sitting alone in her apartment with her cat who then gets to go off with Bill Pullman and not sit alone in her apartment with the cat anymore.

Personally, I think that that Sara Lee/Casablanca commercial is an abomination, and I cannot believe that the heirs of Humphrey Bogart and Dooley Wilson gave permission for that horror to be made.

Written while watching the Emmys:
Couldn't someone have told Carroll O'Conner to comb his hair? Or done it for him? Or hand him a mirror? Something?

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