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I’m back from hiatus, as is much of the primetime TV schedule. Last night I caught my first episode of Aliens in America in several weeks. The show remains my favorite new sitcom of this season, and the episode—in which the Tolchuks befriend a convicted sex offender (so convicted for sleeping with his current wife when he was 19 and she was 17)—yet again proved that, beyond the central premise about a Muslim exchange student, the comic possibilities of small-town ostracism are endless.
Still, Aliens has never quite made it on my permanent radar, which brings me to my question of the morning: Now that most network shows have come back, are you still watching everything you were before the strike? Or have you become alienated from any?