If you're a comic book or horror-movie fan, or if you watch any show on AMC, then you know what's on tonight, and you probably already have plans to stay in. It's the first episode of The Walking Dead, based on the comic book about the remnants of humanity struggling to survive in a zombie-infested world, and it's AMC's latest attempt to conquer television. After all, Mad Men and Breaking Bad are both critically lauded, and while the new title lacks the alliteration of the other two, the producers seem to be aiming for the bleachers in terms of production values. Could we see a clip of people fighting zombies at the next Emmy ceremony? Here's hoping.

It's Jersey Shore reunion time again, and oh, the fun that we will have. Maybe Angelina will be there. (Angelina will totally be there, I don't know why they're pretending she might not be.) Maybe JWoww will bring some of her motorcycle fashion photos to show us. Maybe someone will punch Situation for being such an asshat there at the end. Maybe Snooki will perform her signature animal noises. Maybe I'll write Sammi and Ronnie an anonymous letter about how boring they are. Anything can happen!

As a musical theater geek and a lover of all things John Barrowman, naturally I was excited when BBC America started importing these fabulous reality shows where they cast Andrew Lloyd Webber-produced productions American Idol-style. Sure this format flopped here with Grease and Legally Blonde (though I watched them... and was possibly the only viewer), but it has been a success across the pond as they've done it for Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat (Any Dream Will Do) and The Sound of Music (How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria?) and now they are looking to cast the lead adult female role in Oliver! with I'd Do Anything. Those Brits just have better taste in quality programming... or at least can't get enough Webber.

Bring on the bad guys! Ever since the first episode, when Jim Powell faced off against a teleporter, he's had to handle some pretty ordinary villains. There were those bank robbers in the second episode (he flipped their getaway van), those wedding robbers in the third (he threw them off a roof), and that lone gunman in the park last week (uh, the cops get him while he was at a ball game). And while we understand the need to not peak too early (see Heroes) and to avoid "freak of the week" territory (Smallville), we've been dying for some good, old-fashioned supervillains. This week, we get one.

Here's my thing with this show. I get that everyone thinks it's stupid (and I agree that it is), and overly complicated in an extremely silly way (can't argue there either), and that the flashbacks are irritating and disruptive (I think they're fine, but to each his own) but... overall I think it's really fun? And awesome? It's just such a fantastic guilty pleasure show. Yes, it was really, really ridiculous for Leila's kidnappers to stage her escape and take over the police station she would run to instead of just holding a gun to her head and making her call Sean right in that basement or whatever, but that police station shoot-out was awesome. In fact, all the action sequences have been, to invoke an over-used comparison, 24-level fun, as far as I'm concerned. And the show even comes 24-complete with a really annoying, wish-washy President and everything!

Ahh, yes -- more wives to watch fighting with each other! For this show, VH1 has hired the wives of some pro football players as well as the wives of some UFL players to cast some cross-socioeconomic class web of drama, as some of these women are very rich, and some of these women are very not rich. Neat! It'll be like watching the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills fight the broke-ass Real Housewives of New Jersey! I have dreamed of this day for years.

In an attempt at full disclosure, I'm going to admit that I never saw the first installment of My Super Psycho Sweet 16, but I fully intend to rectify that tomorrow night. (The full "movie" is available on mtv.com.) Because I really, really want to watch the second installment of this cheesy horror fest.

Each season, I enjoy watching Project Runway from episode one, but I need about half a season under my belt -- it's a blue belt, and it's from the Piperlime.com accessories wall -- before I really start to care about the people more than the clothes. And by the time the season finale rolls around, I'm always genuinely torn about who I want to win, thanks to the dueling qualities of talent and likability. Tonight, we reach Episode 13 -- Part One of the finale -- and it's a nail-biter. Is this what Survivor fans feel like?

Harry Hamlin and Lisa Rinna have long been my favorite celebrity couple, so I'm not exactly unbiased on this issue, but for my money, you're not going to get a more ridiculously absurd pair of people who also somehow elicit the "Awws" like they do. They're one of the very few famous couples I actually believe are really in love with each other, and they do insane crap like take phone calls about burglaries in the middle of their Today show interviews. They're the most inappropriate people ever, and that's why I love Harry Loves Lisa.

This new show on the Cartoon Network isn't exactly groundbreaking. In fact, it's sort of X-Men Lite, but it's fun in a teen sort of way, and it has more of an interesting mystery in the first episode than No Ordinary Family has served up so far, which is saying something. So if you're looking for a combo of sci-fi, super powers and teen drama, this is better than the Wizards of Waverly Place, and you don't even have to watch Selena Gomez. Bonus!