Lost, Season 3, and Heroes, Season 1. (Spoiler-free)

Lost, Heroes, and the confusing, convoluted shows that came before them.

Prison Break, Season 2, and Ugly Betty, Season 1. (spoiler-free)

Do TV shows have a gender? Of course they do, but sometimes it’s hard to tell what that gender is.

Veronica Mars, Season 3. (spoiler-free)

If anyone was ever the poster child for the noir tragedy, ever paid all the costs for doing the right thing, it was Veronica Mars.

TV mini-seasons.

Instead of having to spread clues and red herrings out over 22 episodes, TV shows can treat the broken-up season as two separate mini-seasons, complete with mysteries that get solved, red herrings that get deboned, and in Lost’s case, more of the usual non-answers to lingering questions.

Studio 60 on the Shut Up, Please.

I’m afraid that Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip may have permanently ruined Aaron Sorkin’s writing for me.

Project Runway 3.

Notes on the final Project Runway 3 collections. There are spoilers, natch.

House.

It’s nice to see that House is even crankier than I am.

Snacking on media.

Josh’s OCD breaks down.

Where the HELL is my config file?

Who would have thought that a show about fashion designers would resonate so much with a game developer?

Guilty Pleasures: How I Met Your Mother and Bones.

It’s not hard to find a TV show with an uninspiring premise, shaky writing, and a flailing cast. Sometimes, though, you can’t help but like it anyway.