I've spent the last hour watching the first 2 episodes of "Sex and the City." There's absolutely nothing else on, and I obviously lent my penis out to an old chipmunk in a wheelchair since he might actually have a use for it. As I'm watching, it dawns on me that SATC is like "Mad Men": we get it!! You smoke a lot! Congratulations! You don't need to go outta your way to show the camera you go thru cartons of Kools like I go through loaves of jewish rye with a 4-slice toaster. For fuck's sake. We get it. Enough.
Oh - and even back then, Miranda was no fun to look at. Yeesh.
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