In case we're not enough for you, there will be plenty of televised snark ahead.
In Joel McHale's viral Internet dreams, that is! Let's just say the brilliant and always hilarious Soup host has declared his passion for Spencer Pratt the only way he knows how -- by re-making Heidi Montag's "Addicted" video, drinking a lot of wine, donning hot pants and crying into his sparkly Chihuahua, Lou. Don't cry, Joel! We've all been there. If I had a music video parody for every time I cried into a dog over unrequited reality star love, I'd... well I'd have no music video parodies, but I still relate to Joel's pain somehow, and you will too, after the jump! Props to Best Week Ever for finding the clip.
It's back-to-school time, and we're actually looking forward to it. Not because we wish our children would get out of the house, but because one of the new fall shows we're looking forward to starts tonight, and it's a school-based comedy called Community. Following a slightly evil lawyer who has to re-earn his law degree at a local community college, we meet a half-dozen of his fellow students of varying ages, as well some of the school's bizarre teaching staff. Joel McHale plays the main character, Jeff, and we got to talk to him and series creator Dan Harmon on a conference call as they discussed their experiences on the set. There will be a quiz later.
I'm so upset about this I've had to stew about it for over an hour before I could even bring myself to blog it. In an effort to become more competitive with The Soup, the suits at Best Week Ever have decided to ditch the multiple panelist format starting October 24th in favor of just one host: Paul F. Tompkins. Now, I've loved Tompkins for years, and he is one of my favorite parts of the show, but he is just one of my many favorite parts of the show. The story says panelists will be back every once in a while, which is great, but think about it -- no more Frangela! No more Chuck Nice's "The Sizzler!" No more John Mulaney! No More Melissa Rauch! No more Doug Benson Bachelor rose ceremonies! No more everybody! I'm so upset. Why would they do this to me? Oh, and it gets worse, too.
So I finally got around to watching the Style network show The Dish. Yes, I realize that it premiered over the summer, and I do normally seek out stuff featuring Topanga (I don't think I'll ever be able to call Danielle Fishel by her real name), but I swear it took me this long to discover that I even had the Style network on my cable lineup (we've got some crazy system with too many stations and half of them are in high-def, foreign languages or involve sports). Anyway, I finally found it and watched, and it is amusing and filled with clips and highlights of the latest and greatest happenings, and Topanga reading off funny little jokey commentary. But (and this is a really big but... not implying that Topanga has a fat ass, just saying... well, you know what I mean) it is exactly, EXACTLY, like The Soup, except with Topanga instead of Joel McHale. It has the same tone, the same look, the same random fake cheering in the background, the same sort of send offs. I mean. If I hadn't known better, or tuned in during the middle, I would have thought that Topanga was subbing for Joel while he was on vacation.