Last night I turned on the TV at about 3:45 a.m. after an aborted attempt at falling asleep and stumbled across an episode of Gilligan’s Island. This was hands-down my favorite show as a kid, but it’s probably been a couple of years, at least, since I last caught an episode. During a Gilligan/Mr. Howell conversation, I had the strange sense that I had seen it very recently, like within the past week or so. Then it struck me — the rhythms and cadences of their speech were uncannily similar to Rory/Lorelai conversations on Gilmore Girls — which is, incidentally, my favorite live-action TV show currently airing.

Everything old is new again.

Earlier last night I watched Empire of the Ants on cable, which contains literally the worst acting I’ve ever seen. It was even tough to enjoy it ironically . . .