Lorelai comes out of Doose's Market wearing a cowboy hat and carrying an Icee in one hand and a big plate of nachos in the other. Hey, what's up with that? It's Thursday, right? We know Dean was working there tonight. If I didn't know better, I'd suspect Lorelai of stirring Dean's cheese, if you know what I mean. Until it formed kind of a rock, if you know what I mean. To be fair, though, that's not the same cowboy hat Dean was wearing earlier. I double-checked. If you know what I mean. Okay, stopping now. Lorelai's cell phone goes off. Hey, it's Christopher, just like in the promos. "I can't get her to stop" is his charming opening. His baby, Gigi, is wailing in the background and climbing out of her crib. Sherry is "out," the nanny isn't answering her page, and Chris is in a panic and didn't know who else to call. Lorelai promises that she'll be right there. This can't be good.

Wait, yes it can, because here are those commercials I ordered. While the Bush campaign explains how liberals want to throw America literally to the wolves, let me tell you about M. Tiny's little tantrum the other night. I, too happened to be alone with him at the time, and I, too was unable to determine what was getting on his nerves. I just couldn't figure out how to calm him down, although since he was only two weeks old (two and a half now) he isn't quite up to crawling out of the crib. But did I call an ex-girlfriend? I did not. I did what any good father would do. I stuck my head out into the hallway of the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit where M. Tiny was staying and I called for the nearest nurse. That's how a real dad deals with situations like this, Christopher.

Christopher lets Lorelai into his place, understating, "I owe you so big." "You look, uh, great," Lorelai lies. Christopher's tie is loose, his shirt is half-untucked and quite grungy, and his hair isn't totally perfect. Seeing the general disarray around the house, Lorelai asks, "When did Axl Rose leave?" Chris is totally stressed out, and the baby is standing on the floor next to her crib and screaming. He goes to put her back into the crib for what looks like the umpteenth time, telling Lorelai that neither of them has slept in days. Lorelai takes Gigi out of her crib, hands her to Christopher, pulls the crib away from the wall, and turns it around so that the higher crib railing is facing away the wall. She puts Gigi back in her crib, assuring Chris that she'll stay there this time. He couldn't come up with that on his own? He's an idiot.