Because I Can't Help Myself...

I am somehow self-obligated to watch all new TV shows. Sometimes it's horrible (Burden of Proof), sometimes it's artistic (The Killing), and sometimes it's, as the five-year-old says, hi-larious. Breaking In on Fox is really funny, like Better-Off-Ted funny. I'll admit my fondness for Christian Slater (because ever since I first saw him in Heathers, he's struck me as slightly insane, and not the bad-charlie-sheen-samuri-sword-in-the-mall insane, but more kind of the matthew-mconaughey-nude-bongo-drum insane), and Bret Harrison from the criminally underwatched Reaper. Also, we needed new catch-phrases at my house. Boom goes the dynamite.