(S11E01) What's this? A new season of King of the Hill has begun and they're actually going to air the episodes in a decent timeslot? It's not going to be buried early in the evening where it will be easy to forget about? What hath we done to appease the Gods of TV that they have favored us with this gift? I don't know, but I'm glad to see this series get the timeslot it deserves.

Every generation produces its share of great comedians, but it's always nice to look back on history and remember those who helped pave the way for those who followed. Even if her comedy wasn't your cup of tea, you can't deny that Phyllis Diller was a pioneer, a woman who broke the mold and made it okay for women to forge their way in a faction of show business long dominated by men, and she did it with a tenacity and fearlessness that rivaled a majority of her male counterparts. She was cracking wise about being a housewife and mother long before comedians like Roseanne would tread the same path.

Today, Gregg Barson's film about Diller's final 2002 performance will be released on DVD. The film, titled Goodnight, We Love You, focuses on the days leading up to the performance, and includes reflections from comedy legends and younger comedians who worked with Diller, or were influenced by her comedy.

The DVD is also available through Netflix.

Hell hath no fury, as they say. The New York Post is reporting that a woman who had a one-night stand with MSNBC's Keith Olbermann was quite upset when the Countdown anchor hit the road after a session of sub par love making. The woman is so upset she started a blog about the ordeal, a blog that is apparently invite only. According to the woman, identified as "KarmaBites1" she and Olbermann met over e-mail, and after their night together he told her not to contact him again. You'll have to excuse my frankness here, but don't most guys say what they need to say to get laid and then make up excuses as to why they have to leave? "I'm sorry, but I have to go, I left a time bomb under my grandma and I only have ten minutes to dismantle it." Isn't this just part of the cycle of bitter relationships that culminates in a person growing old and eventually marrying anyone who's available and then having children through which they try to live vicariously to make up for the life they wish they had, smoking menthol cigarettes at youth sporting events and cursing at the coach between long wet coughs that sound like a draft horse choking on moist celery while a half empty flask of vodka rests at the bottom of their purse? Then again, maybe my grim view of human nature is misplaced. Perhaps I should see my doctor about upping the dosage on my medication. Either way, I hope we've all learned something today, whatever it might be.

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