It’s a pleasure having 30 Rock back. I grit my teeth until the premiere. My jaws hurt and I wade my way through the new episodes of other shows, hoping for something that will make my skin crawl with glee, like when I watch 30 Rock. Nothing does.

No show compares to the rollicking fun of 30 Rock. The oblivious-ness of the characters is like a a tasty treat. And how it’s craziness seems more life-like than the strange behavior of the Barbie type characters on other prime time network shows, I don’t know. But it does.

But the main thing is, it makes me smile, and it makes me happy all over.

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