You may wonder what I do when I am not working full time or watching TV. Let us see. Today I baked a cake while I listened to the new Flaming Lips album. I am a mystery! And now, the Gilmore Girls. Again.

The show starts off with 13, aka Rory, eating Chinese food and ragging on boys with her friend who is a girl on a couch. That was a terrible sentence. I apologize.

Now Logan is at the door, and he wants to talk to 13. I do not remember if I have seen him before or not. There might have been a Logan in one of the other shows I have watched. Or in Logan’s Run. That movie was not as good as I had hoped.

Logan is doing a lot of political double talk to get 13 back. Wait, Logan is his real name. He needs a nickname. NGAH for No Good AssHole. So 13 and NGAH (pronounced n’gaaaaaaaaaah) are all made up after he cheated on her, and they walked off together. Which brings us to the opening credits.

You folks do understand that this is the second week in a row that you have made me watch the Gilmore Girls, right? Just making sure. Do not think I did not notice.

We are back and Bland is scared of a spider in the shower. Gruffy is trapping the spider and releasing him.

“Nothing is gayer than a sock drawer.” How come I did not know this? I have had plenty of sock drawers in my time on this planet. The Gilmore Girls are all about teaching.

If I keep my mouth closed while on the webcam, I do not look as stupid.

Lane, or Layn or whatever dumbass way they spell it on this show, is getting married. Who is Laien? She is in a band. She is arguing with her fiancé about having his friend move out after they are married. Really, that is only way to go. I agree with Laeeeeien.

Hey, there are Bland’s rich parents complaining about their expensive car. Oh my, the troubles of the rich!

Dude that is marrying La-la-la-laaane actually just asked permission from her mom. It did not go so well. He jumped the gun a bit when he gave her the ring without mama’s permission.

I am just going to zone out as these rich jerks complain about substandard living or whatever it is that offends them this moment. There went a whole 15 minutes with nothing interesting to talk about. Thank you, terrible rich parents.

Bland owns an inn? When did that happen? There was some weirdo named Kirk there doing real estate deals. What a goofy fellow. He had a Bluetooth headset for his cell phone.

There is some thing about Final Destination 3. Bland seems obsessed with how bad it is. We all know it is a terrible movie, Bland. That is why we love it.

Bah, my computer is going gah-gah. I am going to reset it and see if the TV junk works itself out. I will see you again during House, M.D.