I love summer programming. It's so deliciously thoughtless and mind-rotting. Nobody follows any of the shows that are on, professing not to care, but when they turn the TV on they get sucked in for hours of Big Brother whatever-edition-this-is, America's Got Talent, or the better shows on cable. It means I can focus on more important things, like developing this fall's programming or crashing on the couch with some cupcakes and an old classic. For a guy who doesn't have any kids, the ones I pretend to have are pretty awesome.