C.J.'s hanging around outside the Oval Office, and Charlie's working. Remember Charlie? That guy who gets about as many lines as Gail does these days? Why in God's name are they hiring Jesse Bradford and writing some ridiculous, pointless, stereotyped role for him when they already have eye candy on this show with any number of rich, unexplored, plotlines just sitting there, ripe for the picking? I truly do not understand. If this keeps up I'll be forced to long for the days of that Pabst kid. And how freaking sad is that? Give Charlie a storyline. A good one. I'd even shut up about the lights if Charlie got a really good storyline. Promise. (So long as I can sort of, you know, see it.) C.J. asks, "Did you know North Korea's the only country in the world where it's impossible to access the internet?" I'm telling you, more and more there are days when that sounds like a damn fine thing to me. ["Dude, seriously." -- Wing Chun] "That all TVs and radios are preset before they're sold so they receive only state-controlled stations?" Charlie: "It's a bad place." C.J.: "Can you imagine what it must be like for a musician to live in a society so completely regimented, where the only music allowed is what glorifies the state?" Frink: "No, I can't begin to imagine that at all." Charlie: "It's amazing he'd want to go back." What the hell was the point of that comment?