In Glee's "Prom Queen" episode back at the end of Season 2, an unlikely character won the title of prom queen: resident homosexual bullying victim Kurt Hummel. After Principal Figgins called his name, Kurt fled the gymnasium, crying, with boyfriend Blaine on his heels. "We thought that because no one was teasing us or beating us up [for being gay], no one cared," Kurt said in the hallway, through tears. One drawn-out emotional scene later, Kurt finally got the resolve to enter the gymnasium and accept his crown and scepter, defiantly announcing: "Eat your heart out, Kate Middleton."

Frankly, we've been weary of writing about the alleged revival of Arrested Development. The series has a history of claiming to return from the dead, only to shatter the hearts of extremely fragile fans, to say the least. Now that the cast and creators have publicly announced a return, and that Netflix has reportedly picked up the rights to new episodes, we finally feel comfortable breaking our silence with a list of minor characters we very truly hope to see again after all this time, presented without comment just in case we find out in a couple of days that this has all been some kind of cruel, sick joke.

Sometimes you watch a promo for an upcoming series and think it's been created just for you. That's how I felt in the fall of 1991 when I saw a teaser for NBC's Eerie, Indiana, a family-friendly, comedy-laced horror show about an ordinary kid Marshall Teller (Omri Katz), who moves with his family from New Jersey to a distinctly unordinary small town -- Eerie, Indiana, population 16,661. Like Marshall, I had recently been uprooted as well, leaving downtown Toronto for suburban Virginia. And while the community my 13-year-old self had moved to wasn't home to a still-alive Elvis Presley or an orthodontist who designed retainers that allowed their wearers to read the canine mind, it still seemed pretty strange and alien to me. When Marshall described Eerie as "the center of weirdness for the entire planet" in the show's great credits sequence, he basically summed up how I felt about my new home.

Speaking as a kid who grew up without cable in the '90s, PBS is underrated. Obviously, everyone loves Sesame Street, Reading Rainbow and Mister Rogers' Neighborhood. And the Internet (and cosplayers) will never let anyone forget about The Magic School Bus, Where in the World Is Carmen Sandiego?, The Big Comfy Couch or Bill Nye the Science Guy. You can't bring up classic '90s PBS without talking about Wishbone or Lamb Chop's Play-Along, nor should you. Still-thriving Arthur remains underpraised, despite being the longest-running children's animated series in the U.S. (and the second longest-running American animated series behind The Simpsons)... and I have more than once on TWoP snuck in the fact that I am basically committed to watching Marc Brown's aardvark-helmed series through to its bitter end. But, in my humble opinion, the two most overlooked series of all time are The Puzzle Place -- a show that I was up until recently convinced only existed in my head, because to this day I cannot find a fellow fan in the flesh (even its forum hasn't been touched in years) -- and the one I'm writing about today in the spirit of Halloween: Ghostwriter.

Full disclosure: I love Will Arnett. Frankly, I don't know many people who don't think he's hilarious and wonderful and has the perfect family. But this relationship -- mine and his, not his and Amy Poehler's, obviously -- can only be one-sided for so long; I've been giving him chances to have a new and interesting character in a funny and likable series for years now, and every time he sorely disappoints. Maybe it's not fair to blame him for his failures in the past few years, but it seems like every job he takes, he refuses to play a different character. In Up All Night, there are pangs of change and a small glimmer of hope that he'll finally broaden his range, and if he learns from his former mistakes, he'll be golden. Here's our advice:

Though it's been available on iTunes for years, for those of you who still collect non-digital forms of media, the physical DVD release of Nickelodeon's much-beloved cowboy comedy Hey Dude is finally out this week. Like millions of other children of the '90s, I was a huge fan of the show as a kid, so when we got our hands on a copy of the DVD-set I decided to take a nostalgic look back at the show. What I found was that, in addition to the expected hilariously unfortunate '90s fashion and the awful acting, the show is also so firmly set in the analog age that it's outdated in many other unexpected ways as well. These were the ones that stood out to me the most when I wasn't, you know, obsessing over how stupid the boys are for not noticing that Melody is still so much hotter than Brad (which took up about 95% of my viewing time).

Did anyone really believe this pair of gin-soaked women was gone for good? Jennifer Saunders recently announced that she will be penning a few more Absolutely Fabulous episodes for the BBC this summer, which can't come soon enough. We're dying to know what Saffy and (not so) baby Lola have been up to. And Is Gran still around? What's Bubble wearing now? What religion are Bo and Marshall this year? One thing is for certain, though: Eddy and Patsy will be exactly the same -- drunk, drugged and fabulously deviant. Here's our fond look at the signature AbFab traits we can't wait to see make a return to television.

Every now and then, a sitcom comes along that isn't just forgettable, it's unforgettably bad. We aren't saying we can do better, mind you, we're just saying that it's unbelievable that some comedies progress through multiple stages of development and make it to TV screens while still being irredeemably awful. The latest show to make us shake our heads is The Paul Reiser Show, which is all about Paul Reiser's real life, something that hasn't been very interesting since Mad About You (or even, arguably, My Two Dads). And while there have been bad television shows since the birth of the medium, we're going to focus on the ones that are still freshest (and therefore still painful) in our collective memory. Editor's note: After reading the premise of each of these, insert the words "Hijinks ensue."

After so much March Madness, How I Met Your Mother is finally returning for the last leg of its season. Compared to last season, this one has been okay, with a particularly effective recent string of episodes, but that just isn't enough. We remember a time when we thought that HIMYM was going to save the laugh-track sitcom's soul and we think there's still a chance for the series to return to peak form -- by using past shows as a guide to what should happen in the future.

Not having lived in a college dorm room for for a few years, I find that keeping up with what's going on on Cartoon Network's [adult swim] isn't really that high up on my to-do list any more. This is mostly because I have to be awake before noon, not to mention how the deeper meanings behind the absurdity of a talking ball of meat is lost without a room full of friends who can relate to him all too well. Tuning in a few days ago I was glad to see that most of [adult swim]'s original programing isn't much different, however the channel is really slacking with the syndicated programing choices.