Okay, here's the thing. If you don't watch "House" you are missing out on The Awesomeness.

I myself came to the show late. I started watching last fall and was like "WHOA It's like a party in my brain! What have I been missing!" HW and I have been trying to catch up on the episodes we've missed, and as a result I feel like the hole in my soul that has been there ever since well FOREVER really is starting to fill up.

Yes, Charles did fill a hole in my soul, but that was A DIFFERENT HOLE. My soul is like swiss cheese, people; I need a little Charles, a little scotch, and a little Hugh Laurie and Jennifer Morrison.

Side note: the name Hugh is totally bad. When I say bad, I mean good. Like, bad-azz and shiz. Just throwing that out there.

The show has everything: supreme intellectual discussions of diseases and disorders; grizzled manly men (House, Foreman); emotionally-available prettyboys (Chase, Wilson); moderately psychotic hot chicks (Cuddy, Cameron); and the occasional exploding testicle.

What more could you possibly ask?

Okay, yes, perhaps some nudity, and maybe a little more of Doctor Cameron smoking a bunch of meth and getting it on with Doctor Chase, but even without that stuff the show is near perfection, even with the exploding testicle thing, which makes a brother queasy, fo' reazy.

Next week: I expound in my usual ridiculous style on the topic of 24 and why Jack Bauer is going to give me a big hug. (He needs it.)

Oh, I made a wiki, do with it what you will.