This isn't particularly well put together, but the time someone dedicated to this project helps validate my love for ABC's Shark Tank, so here you go. SPOILER ALERT FOR THE SHARKS: the Bayside crew decide that friendship is more important than success, so this might not be the best investment.

I can't stop listening to this Auto-Tuned remix of clips from LeVar Burton's PBS show "Reading Rainbow," produced by the folks from Symphony of Science. For reference, Symphony of Science is also behind this stellar (pun!) production of Carl Sagan clips, and a few other remixes of PBS classics, such as this wonderful remix of "Mr. Roger's Neighborhood."

But "Reading Rainbow" always held a special place in my heart, and not just because it was hosted by friggin' Geordi La Forge (which blew my mind as a three-year old), as it helped me realize how great reading was as a child. So thanks for this, PBS Digital Studios. It sure washes away the terrible, lingering taste that's been Elmogate.

(One more thing: Burton recently revived "Reading Rainbow" as an iPad app (of all things), which you can find here. It looks pretty great...but you don't have to take my word for it.)

This video, while just a promo for Lipton's "Inside Inside", his book detailing the inner workings of his interview show, "Inside the Actors Studio", and published in 2007, is a look inside the home of James Lipton, the show's host. The cool thing, to me, is that's a short look full of gems from Lipton's life—and furthermore, it's an excuse to listen to that silky smooth voice. Plus, hey, he invited us all to check out the next time he competes in a jousting tournament! What do you have to lose?

I don't get the love for HBO's "Girls," though I probably should. It's produced by Judd Apatow; it's from the brain of 26-year-old triple-threat Lena Dunham; and there are pretty girls being hipster-y out in Brooklyn. Theoretically, I should be singing its praises, if only for the fact that I can imagine my own life playing out in a similar fashion, were I were to throw away the fact that I'm living comfortably and happily in the desert, and take a life in a fifth-floor walk-up somewhere in Bushwick where I'd pay twice as much for the same size space that I'm currently living in.

But I just don't like Dunham's show. The characters are unrepentantly self-involved, frequently make terrible decisions that are justified in the stupidest possible ways, and seem to "resolve" issues with some combination of sex, alcohol and/or partying, followed by an obnoxiously long, self-serving scene of dialogue where one character attempts to convince another that they are (or are not) a terrible human being. If I wanted to watch that, I'd go find YouTube video diaries—or at least hire someone to follow me around with a video camera.

Either way, here's the trailer for the new season.

The Muppets, for some reason, appeared on NBC's "The Voice" last night. I couldn't tell you why, though — any curiosity I had for the context of their appearance went out the window, replaced by astonishment from the outfit that CeeLo Green wore as he sat alongside Kermit the Frog as they sang "Bein' Green." See, because frogs are green, and CeeLo's last name...yeah, there's the pun. Hilarious.

Actually, the rendition isn't all that bad. CeeLo is a hell of a singer, so you couple that with the nostalgia-pang-inducing efforts of Kermit the Frog and you've got a few minutes of magic on your hands. Even more if you pause the video to riff on the Battle Zone-esque hat-shirt-possible muumuu that CeeLo is wearing.

I just finished reading the first episode of the final season of Breaking Bad and words can not express what I just experienced. Holy shit.
— Aaron Paul (@aaronpaul_8) November 27, 2012

I had largely managed to shove thoughts of Breaking Bad out of my head for now, knowing that the series' final eight episodes won't air until summer of 2013, but now I get to spend the day wondering what could be so shocking that Aaron Paul would be compelled to send the above tweet. So long, productivity!

Sometimes I miss the good old days of television, when my TV stars were only in the news for bad reasons when they flipped a car (sorry to see Boss go, Kelsey Grammer) or for a group-wide contract holdout, a la Friends or the people on CSI that nobody cared about.

No longer. Now, being on an extremely high-rated and successful show just isn't enough for some stars, particularly those on Two and a Half Men. First it was Charlie Sheen and his "winning" strategy of bashing the show's creator, somehow thinking it wouldn't get him canned from his cushy $2 million-an-episode gig.

Now we have Angus T. Jones, the actor who plays the 'half' man, Jake, the son of Jon Cryer's character and whose character is in the Army on the show and hardly has to make any appearances in order to collect his $350K paychecks. But even with such an easy deal, he's decided to bite the hand that feeds him, or more aptly, take a steaming dump on it, in the below video, which is supposed to be a "testimonial" in support of some religious thing called the Forerunner Chronicles.

Entertainment Web site TVLine cued up the rant to the specific place where Jones refers to the badness of TV and how "deceptive the enemy is."

So, over/under on how soon Jones' "Jake" character gets pushed in front of a train in France, like Sheen's did? Or he could just get devoured by Miley Cyrus' teeth the next time she guest-stars.

My faith in humanity has now been dashed, folks.

Kevin Clash, famous for being the puppeteer behind "Sesame Street"'s Elmo, has resigned after a second accusation of an inappropriate sexual relationship with a young boy has come to light.

From the website of the second accuser's lawyer, hermanlaw.com:

· When CECIL SINGLETON, the victim in this case, was just fifteen years old, he called a gay chat line seeking friends. In this chat room, KEVIN CLASH, internationally known puppeteer and voice actor for the widely recognized Sesame Street character Elmo, began communicating with CECIL SINGLETON.

· During these telephone calls, KEVIN CLASH persuaded, induced, coerced or enticed CECIL SINGLETON to meet him for sexual encounters.
· KEVIN CLASH groomed CECIL and gained his trust by, among other things, taking him to nice dinners and giving him money.

· On numerous occasions over a period of years, KEVIN CLASH engaged CECIL SINGLETON in sexual activity. This sexual activity began when CECIL SINGLETON was fifteen years old.

The victim’s attorney, Jeff Herman, said: “According to our lawsuit, Kevin Clash preyed on vulnerable teenage boys, like Cecil Singleton, to satisfy his depraved sexual interests. By coming forward now, Cecil hopes to spare the lives of others like him and to begin his own healing process."

I'm getting tired of writing this one-word statement, but...

Sigh.

This is, of course, the second accusation against Clash (hence the term "Elmogate"), with the first coming from an on, then off, then on-again accusation from now-23-year-old male model Sheldon Stevens.

And thus ends my interest in the documentary following Clash's life, Being Elmo.

The hits just keep on coming for fans of NBC's "Community." First, the show was postponed by the network shortly before its original Oct. 19 season premiere, initially indefinitely, resulting in this fantastic video explaining the postponement—and why its fans shouldn't be so heartbroken:

Well, there's something new for Greendaleans to be upset about—maybe, kinda.

Real-life curmudgeon Chevy Chase, who portrays community college-attending curmudgeon Pierce Hawthorne, has decided to quit the show, for apparently no reason other than the fact that he doesn't much like what he is doing, according to an interview with Huffington Post U.K.:

We've hit the big time, folks: Apparently, the folks behind Seth MacFarlane's "American Dad" (the "Family Guy"-style show that's actually funnier than "Family Guy," though that's not much of an achievement these days) took a shot at Tucson in their most recent episode, airing Nov. 18. Check it out below:

So that happened.

Now that we've been made fun of on national TV (or, uh, "Dadded"?), it's just time for us to call it quits and all head home, everybody. Let's have one last lunchtime wake at a Sonoran Hot Dog stand and pack it in. See you at BK, folks.

(h/t to the good folks at Reddit Tucson)