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Went on tour of free trade organic chocolate factory this morning. Did not turn into organic blueberry. So, so good: http://bit.ly/cLlfLU

Up in Seattle for the weekend, and having a lovely rambling wander of a day, a bit like an Altman movie with mucho beer. Need a hat, though.

Rick Sanchez pretty much just flat out said that Twitter is a man’s game and Facebook is a woman’s. #smrs is just depressing me.

Some conclusions from this week’s experiment! RT @NewTeeVee: A Week With The Daily Show, OldTeeVee-Style http://bit.ly/bS8xs6

At @TheGRAMMYS panel on social media, and gotta say: Not really loving Rick Sanchez. Is he always so loud and patronizing?

And so, friends, we come to the end of our journey, and I cross the finish line triumphant. Which is to say that I stayed awake tonight, which was good because not only did I get my Chris Matthews jokes in the second block, as hoped, but also a few politically-relevant iPad references. Oh, and Jon Stewart dropped a metric ton of bleeped-out f-bombs while discussing the State of the Union. It was really all I could have hoped for.

Commercial thoughts: I think there are more beer and alcohol ads per episode as the week approaches Friday. Also, every night the same Verizon commercial has aired, and every night until now I have failed to mention it because it is the most boring ad that ever was.

I have some additional thoughts, but I’m going to save them for tomorrow morning, when I write this whole shebang up for NewTeeVee. There are a few big questions I’m pondering: Is the a la cart experience preferable to regular viewing? How has the ritual of television changed since the advent of digital options? How has my life changed, even, since the days when I’d have to keep an eye on the clock in order not to miss a program? For the better, I feel instinctually — but nothing costs nothing.

RT @nickmiller23: The New Yorker has just made all of J.D. Salinger’s short stories available to read. Enjoy: http://tinyurl.com/yaytjx5

So, last night I watched The Late Shift, which dramatized Jay Leno’s takeover of The Tonight Show in the early 90s, but beyond all the back room dealings it’s really the story of David Letterman walking away from his dream of following in Johnny Carson’s footsteps to instead create his own show. And this morning, The Wrap posted Miramax’s obituary, which gave the credit due to the Weinstein golden era, which changed the modern film world as we know it.

Concept to explore: Does a brand mean anything without its principle players? I don’t mourn Miramax, for example, because to me that company, just instinctively, belonged to the Weinsteins and the Weinsteins are still in business, producing Quentin Tarantino movies and being kinda dickish in their championship of good small films. Maybe they’ll get the brand back (derived from the names of their parents), which I’m sure would mean a lot to them. But it doesn’t really change anything, the same way that Letterman doing an 11:30 show on CBS instead of NBC, one called Late Show instead of Tonight Show, in the very long run, doesn’t matter. Names and brands are good, but they’re nothing without the talent behind them.

Night 3 of my “Daily Show” experiment: A rousing success! By which I mean I stayed awake the whole time. http://bit.ly/doYZoa

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VICTORY! That’s right, bitches, without the influence of food poisoning or RuPaul I made it all the way through tonight’s show. I really really really should not feel proud of staying awake through a half-hour of television, but given how this week has gone so far…

Good show tonight — though there were no iPad jokes, Stewart kicked the Democrats up and down the block a few times for being wimpy, and threw in a stellar Wonder Years reference for good measure. The segment poking fun at “ACORN pimp” James O’Keefe’s wiretapping arrest was also great. Of course, I can’t link to anything of this on the official site yet, because the video won’t be up until the morning.

A major factor in me making it through the whole episode tonight was that, due to a lack of energy and general not-feeling-awesome-ness, I chose not to attend a friend’s birthday and stayed home — feel bad about it, but I did get some work done, watched The Late Shift, read a few articles I’ve had saved up. Around 10:30, though, I began to get paranoid about missing the beginning of the show, and thus began a frequent checking of the clock that became fast annoying — definitely something I don’t miss from my pre-DVR days.

Thoughts on commercials: Usual dominance of luxury cars, at least two or three alcohol spots geared towards men. Oh, and movies! Two ads for Shutter Island, one for Mel Gibson Punches Dudes. Observation of note is that while both of the episodes of Daily Show I watched today featured commercials for a dating service, the one this afternoon featured an attractive-yet-attainable man talking about the service, while the one that aired tonight featured an attractive-yet-attainable woman. The gender divide between the two time slots is painfully clear.

Unrelated to Jon Stewart: Kind of by accident, this project has become the most regular personal blogging I’ve done in a really long time. I apologize if these snippets of my life — which as you can see is pretty damn action-packed — are distracting or dull or tl;dr. It hasn’t been that bad, I suppose: I could be going into more much detail about my couch nest (twin comforter + sectional couch = heaven) or tonight’s head-to-toe (men’s pajama bottoms, old Daily Reel t-shirt, bathrobe, glasses) or the cute thing my cat just did (snore). But I’m better than that.

Tomorrow: Daily Show versus the State of the Union! My prediction — they save the Chris Matthews thing for the second segment.

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Well. Whoops. This isn’t going so well.

Last night, though, was RuPaul’s fault. No, seriously. I managed to overcome the food poisoning incident from Monday night in time to attend the premiere of “RuPaul’s Drag Race,” and while I did leave early, when I got home the combination of a 1.5 mile walk and complimentary vodka had me asleep on the couch before even the triumphant drums of the opening theme.

So, as punishment, I watched the show live when it re-aired at 1 PM this afternoon. Decent episode. I tend to glaze over during discussions of financial institutions, which it was heavy on, so if I had been watching online in clip form, I’d probably have skipped over the middle segment as well as the interview with Elizabeth Warren. But I’m glad I didn’t, as Warren was delightful and I actually learned a few things about current and past banking crises.

When it came to commercials, Comedy Central seems to believe that its daytime audience is much more female and, frankly, heavy-set. The same Crystal Light ad was repeated twice, as well as an ad for a non-FDA-certified fat-burning pill. Luxury cars remained a theme, though, and there was a dating site ad that I remember from Monday night as well.

Tonight, I am DETERMINED to make it all the way through. Especially since I have faith that Jon Stewart will make at least one iPad joke that’s better than the ones on Twitter.

Wow, give it another hour and every possible menstruation joke you can make about the iPad will have been made.

Braving the elements and my unhappy digestive system to attend the premiere of RuPaul’s “Drag Race” tonight. Gaga give me strength.