Good news, everybody! VH1 has come up with yet another way to exploit expecting young parents, but this time, there's a twist: We're only supposed to hate the dads, not just the moms!

With only three episodes left in its season (including tonight's), the march towards Breaking Bad's finale is especially concerning. When this season is over we will officially be in the summer doldrums with nothing of substance to watch until Mad Men returns on July 25. July 25! What are we supposed to do until then? Go outside? The last time I went outside was when Clarissa Explains It All was canceled in 1994, and let me tell you something: It was a mistake.

If you haven't been watching Party Down, then... well, you probably don't have Starz. (It's a pay channel.) But if you do get Starz, you need to watch Party Down. It's an incredibly funny show about cater-waiters in Los Angeles, and it stars Parks & Rec's Adam Scott, The State's Ken Marino, Veronica Mars's Ryan Hansen and True Blood's Lizzy Caplan as the wait staff. Most of them are aspiring actors, but they also have a clueless stage mom (Megan Mullally) on staff, and each episode follows them to a different event, where they encounter ridiculous characters from L.A.'s power elite, as well as its dregs. This week, it's the dregs, but they're very funny dregs.

Well, it was fun while it lasted. By "it," of course, I mean FlashForward, the twisty sci-fi show with the great cast, and by "fun" I mean "overly dramatic, kinda repetitive and unevenly written." Because while we're kinda sad to see it go, we aren't sad that we won't have to hear too much more about Mark Benford's marital problems, and Simon Campos's kidnapped sister, and Janis the single double triple pregnant agent. The show racked up a pretty good body count, but never the people we were hoping would get shot in their mopiest body part.

Our long national nightmare is about to be over. Thank god. This season has seemingly gone on forever, even more so than in season's past, because the eventual final two was so predictable for so long. Crystal Bowersox seemed like a shoo-in for the finals the moment she stepped foot on the stage and started singing. Lee DeWyze had that competently quiet thing that Kris Allen worked so successfully last year. And aside from wildcard Siobhan Magnus, can you really see the likes of Casey James or Michael Lynche actually being the next American Idol winner? I'm not even going to remember their names in two months. As it is I can't even name the Top 10.

Parenthood's Season 1 finale airs tonight, and though it's true that the show is by no means brilliant or groundbreaking, and is even pretty boring or annoying at times, I'm really glad it's coming back next year. It's the perfect thing for the Brothers & Sisters fatigue I've been suffering for the past three years (why can't I stop watching that awful show?), and it's nice to watch Peter Krause and Lauren Graham again. That's the way I'd describe Parenthood: it's nice. I know that doesn't sound like a ringing endorsement, but it is. I need shows like this to break up the intensity of whatever the next Losts and 24s are, you know?

The fact that both Lost and 24 are ending within a 48-hour period is making me all nostalgic and maudlin, but I know how unattractive that is, so I'll try to be a Jack Bauer about it and bottle up my sadness and kidnap somebody. Or tell you what I hope happens in the end or something. Either one.

Hey guys, don't look now, but... Lost is ending tonight. I know, it snuck up on you, right? Us, too! They didn't tell anybody! It's like they were keeping it a secret! They even changed nights for the finale, perhaps hoping that no one would see their bloated, two-and-a-half-hour wrap-up episode that will supposedly answer an acceptable number of the 5,000 questions this show has prompted since its debut. While we doubt the number of answered questions will be anywhere near acceptable -- the list of unanswered ones is long, and more will likely be raised by the finale itself -- we'll be happy to get anything at this point, and we're looking forward to having our Tuesdays free for a while after this.

Unless co-producer ABC decides to bring it back from the dead, Ghost Whisperer has been cancelled by CBS. Which is unfortunate, because CBS brought Medium back from cancellation (by NBC) to be a wingman for Ghost Whisperer, and now Medium has been renewed and GW hasn't. Poor Jennifer Love Hewitt, and... whoever else is still on that show. Is Jaime Kennedy still on? So it's him, Camryn Manheim, the hunky husband and whatever ragamuffin plays her son? Hope Jay Mohr wasn't hoping to get his old job back now that they've cancelled Gary Unmarried, because tonight's episode, number 107, is the last.

Has Community jumped the shark? Not a loaded question, we're just asking about the show's technical status. It still seems pretty damn funny to us, but Jeff and Britta did sleep together during the hell that was the campus-wide Paintball match, and that's usually the death knell for TV relationships. Luckily, there are, like, seven other relationships in the Spanish study group we're equally interested in, if not more so, so we're not too broken up about it. Consider the shark unjumped! Although...