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(The Clincher: Kramer. And the Soup Nazi.)

2. Alias: I flipped to it one day, watched about 1 minute, and thought, “What the crap is this? Crap. That’s what it is.” Then not too long ago someone told me I needed to start from the beginning—Season Uno. So I went and rented it. Within a week and a half I finished four seasons of it. Great show. Mucho addictive. It’s like one gigantor movie.

(The Clincher: Jennifer Garner. Momma Mia.)

3. Firefly: Why this show only lasted 12 episodes I will never understand. I was dragged kicking and screaming to see the movie Serenity, but turned out to really like it. When I found out it was based on a TV show, I went and rented the episodes. I’m not big on science fiction tv, so I was skeptical. But holy geez, batman. This was a quality show. Well written, well acted, believable, funny.

(The Clincher: No hokey aliens. In fact, no aliens at all. “Whaaaat?! Science Fiction without aliens?! Is that allowed? Can it be done?!” Indeed. Oh, and they swear in Chinese. And it’s real swearing—apparently they hired a translator to translate the most ridiculously bad English swear words into Chinese and teach the actors how to say them. That tickled me.)

4. Battlestar Galactica: This fell under the “Oh Yeah—Like I’m Ever Going to Watch That Show” category for me. In fact, I knew nothing about it except that it had people in it and the name sounded incredibly dorky. But, as seems to always be the case for me, someone told me to watch it, so I did. Now I rank it in my “Top Five All-time Favouritest Shows”. It has a lot of the same strengths as Firefly, which includes no aliens. Top quality all around. This show has my 2.6 thumbs up. (I’d give it 3, but I’m not that freakish.)

(The Clincher: I’m about 98.9% sure it’s all filmed in Vancouver. Oh Vancouver. How I pine for thee.)

5. Late Night with Conan O’Brien: What can I say? I had never really watched the show until I happened to find out a band I like was playing on it one night. So, having nothing else to do at midnight that fateful evening, I sat down and met destiny. Conan is…well, Conan. And oh, how I love him.

(The Clincher: The Walker Texas Ranger Lever. Not to mention the time Chuck Norris beat him up in the hallway.)

// posted by the Stewart @ 7:01 p.m.