You know an underground trend has reached critical mass when the dude who brought us The OC starts adopting it. Hence, we give you the news that OC and Gossip Girl creator Josh Schwartz will be dunking his toe into the webisode waters with a new venture titled Rockville, CA. The slew of four-minute shows mines Schwartz's own painfully hipster-y past as a club-hopping indie rock enthusiast who used to frequent the venues of Echo Park (that's in Los Angeles for all you non-hipsters!) in search of the soundtracks to his youth culture-savvy shows. Or something.

There isn't really anything to say about Anthony Bourdain, or his No Reservations series that hasn't already been said, or isn't plainly obvious to anyone who's ever watched it. It's clearly a brilliant and fascinating series, and last night's season premiere took Tony to Mexico, and it was my favorite episode in a long time.

Hang it all! It just figures that I'm being made aware of this creepy-ass website that sells homemade dolls modeled on cult TV and film characters after I'd already dispensed my Hannukah wish list and given all of my various friends and relatives subsequent tongue-lashings for not adhering to said list. (Yes, in fact I DO need a cat fountain, but these Macy's gift cards will do I suppose.)

Nip/Tuck is one of TV's greatest and simplest pleasures. It's filthy, gory, melodramatic, often funny, and you always know what you can expect from it. It's like a rock to lean on amidst the tension-induced hair-pulling that shows like Lost and Dexter make me do. A crazy rock that is on some of the bad stuff, but a rock nonetheless. After an episode of Nip/Tuck, I don't sit around for the rest of the week wondering what will happen next, what every single minute detail of every episode means for the rest of the series, what it represents metaphorically or if the characters are being sufficiently and appropriately matured and developed, because I know that these slutty people are crazy, and whatever attempts they endeavor to pull their lives out of the persistent, unfathomable shambles they're in will always be thwarted and they'll always be back to rock bottom, where they really love being anyway. And I like that. Nip/Tuck knows what it is, and it embraces it more confidently than any other series on television. Also? Sweeeet soundtrack, dudes.

So I just got a chance to watch the season premiere of Rock of Love: If this Bus Is a Rockin' Don't Come a Knockin' and I'm flabbergasted. I would have watched last night, but I was too busy writing about the quality program Superstars of Dance. Sigh. At least RoL:Bus was entertaining... if terrifying. Potes did a fabulous job of recapping this skanktastic episode, but there were some things I had to see with my very own eyes to believe, and now I need a long shower. But the whole thing left me with some burning questions (I hope I didn't contract something while watching it!) that I've listed below.

Since Saturday I've been thinking about the announcement that Matt Smith was going to fill David Tennant's shoes. I've gone back and forth on how I feel about them casting a 26-year-old relative unknown in this major geek role. My first reaction (mostly based on the age) was "Gah, this is going to be just as bad as Twilight." Actually my first reaction was "Who the hell is that?," but the young guy with nice hair thing came in a close second. But I've finally decided that I'm OK with it. I mean, I still haven't come to terms with the fact that David Tennant is leaving, and there were a host of other choices on the teaser lists that sort of tickled my fancy, but I've decided that I trust in Stephen Moffat and I'm willing to go along with this wild ride. And below are my reasons why.