Football (both kinds) and Arrested Development

After watching both the New England Patriots and our adopted English football team, Tottenham Hotspur, lay eggs on Monday, we eagerly awaited the arrival of Margaret, Audrey, and their friend B.J., for whom we had Tivoed a full hour of Arrested Development.

They arrived in high spirits, having just triumphed in their weekly trivia night. We were demoralized, both by the anti-climacticness of the football games, and by the fact that our basement is wet and smelly after last week's deluge. Removing a damp carpet seemed to alleviate the stench.

Our spirits were brightened by Arrested Development, which weekly vaults higher and higher on the pantheon of all-time TV comedies. It's like 1993 Michael Jordan right now.

The first episode was very funny. The second episode was transcendently so. There is a scene in that episode that is one of the very funniest TV comedy scenes ever, rivaling the famed "Basil's arboreal attack on his car" scene from Fawlty Towers.

We were all laughing so hard we could not breathe, and I nearly fell off of the yoga ball I've adopted as my personal chair.