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Tina Fey returns to “SNL” to eat cake, hilariously. The new app that tells you when is a good time to pee during a movie. And “Episodes” on Showtime is back and I’m super-excited.

We are in strange, strange times, ladies and gentlemen. I don’t think it’s possible for you to forget that, but just in case, I like to remind everyone of that every once in a while.

Before I get into today’s blog, just wanted to share two things with you. First, an amazing catch from the Junior League World Series (kids are aged 13-15) in Pennsylvania on Sunday. This is Jack Regenye of Kennett, Square, Pa., and this is 47 kinds of awesome.

Second, Axios.com, a news/politics website, has a story up on why senior Trump administration officials stay at their jobs when their boss is clearly mentally deficient and/or crazy. The whole story is fascinating, but this story ought to give you the warm and fuzzies on a Monday…

You have no how much crazy stuff we kill,” one of them said.

Well, I feel better now. OK, on with the show…

We begin today with Tina Fey, who always seems to pop up on “SNL” or somewhere else right when we need her. “SNL” is doing short “Weekend Update” shows during the summer, and last Thursday night, in the midst of all the Charlottesville neo-nazi madness, she appeared to be hilarious and eat some cake.

Take it away, Tina, and what she said about Trump as a developer at the 5:35 mark had me laughing out loud…

**Next up today, there are some apps that we all know are completely useless, and serve no purpose. This one I’m about to tell you about? Genius, and totally useful.

You know when you’re in a movie theater watching a flick, and you’ve really got to go to the bathroom but you’re afraid you’ll miss the best part? Of course you do, we’ve all had that happen.

But suffer no more, my friends. Let me introduce you to RunPee, an iPhone app that you start right when the movie begins, and then it buzzes in your pocket when a boring part is coming up, letting you know it’s safe to go do your business.

This article in The Guardian tested out RunPee and showed that, for example, the best time to pee during Casablanca is minute 59, just after Ilsa and Laszlo have failed to get a pair of exit visas from fez-sporting kingpin Ferrari.

The Shawshank Redemption? Right after Andy gives Red a harmonica. The Godfather? Right after “Take the cannoli” is uttered.

Seriously, this app is a fantastic idea. Sure, lots of movies you see you wouldn’t mind missing the whole thing. But with RunPee, you can be assured you won’t regret drinking that 32 ounce Coke during the previews.

What a time to be alive!

**Finally today, I’ve been waiting two darn years for one of my favorite TV shows to finally come back on the air, and Sunday night it actually did. “Episodes,” on Showtime, is a program I’ve raved about in this space before, and it’s one of the most underrated, consistently funny shows you will find.

It’s been so long since this hilarious show about Matt LeBlanc (playing himself) and two British sitcom writers navigating their way through network TV hell has been on, I’d almost forgotten how great it was.

Well, we watched the season premiere a few days ago and I’m thrilled to report it’s as funny as ever. LeBlanc’s deadpan expressions kill me, the Brits Bev and Sean have amazing chemistry, and Merc is still Merc and Carol is still Carol.

Here’s the trailer for Season 5 (the final season, sadly). Sunday nights, 10 pm, Showtime. Watch. This. Show.

Watching “Mr. Mom” again in a whole new way as a stay-at-home Dad. “Episodes” is back, and better than ever. And cats vs. dogs, part 4,554

So since I’m a stay-at-home Dad now I felt it was my Constitutional obligation as an American and a father to watch the 1982 classic “Mr. Mom” again, for the first time in, I don’t know, 20 years.

Since the movie came out the term “Mr. Mom” has become ubiquitious to stand for any Dad who doesn’t work outside the home, but stays inside and takes care of the kids.

I have to tell you, I loved “Mr. Mom” when I first saw it, but watching it now as a SAHD, it strikes me as equal parts pathetic and hilarious.

First, the title: I know it was 1982, but really, a man who stays at home is called “Mom?” Kind of insulting.

Then I had to laugh at the complete ineptitude of Michael Keaton’s character Jack. This guy can’t operate a washing machine, has no idea what to do at a supermarket, and pretty much acts like he’s never been around his kids before.

I’m here to tell you, in 1982 my father knew how to work a washing machine and go food shopping, and he wasn’t Superman.

Man, times have changed.

Don’t get me wrong, the movie was still funny. The washing machine come to life scene, the part where Jack has to take his son’s blankie (sorry, woobie) away, and lots of other bits were great.

But man, as sexist as so many Hollywood movies have been through the years toward women, this one was pretty sexist toward men.

Just about all the fathers I know, whether they’re stay-at-homes like me or working outside the house, are far, far more savvy about their kids’ lives than Keaton’s character in “Mr. Mom.”

I feel I’m sounding grumpy about “Mr. Mom” here. I don’t mean to; it was a fine flick for its time.

But man, it is just oh so dated, and a terrible representation of what good fathers really are.

**Next up, this skirmish in the centuries-old battle between dogs and cats. Can’t we all just get along?

I just love the cat’s expression the whole time, like. “really? We’re really doing this now?”

Episodes

**Finally, a few words about the funniest show on TV, that sadly not enough people watch. “Episodes” is back for its fourth season on Showtime, with the hilarious season premiere occurring last Sunday. Matt LeBlanc is once again playing an exaggerated version of himself, as a has-been actor on a terrible sitcom written by British couple Sean and Beverly Lincoln.

“Episodes” is laugh-out-loud funny, and this season has gotten off to a roaring start. I cannot recommend this show highly enough, and it boggles my mind how crap like “2 1/2 Men” gets nominated for Emmys every year, and “Episodes” can’t get a sniff.

Anyway, watch it.

A brief open letter to Matthew Perry. The Mittster closes in on a veep. And a cereal protest gone very wrong

Dear Matthew Perry,
I write on behalf of all TV watchers everywhere, who laughed at you for years while you played Chandler Bing on “Friends.” I also enjoyed your serious turns on “West Wing” and “Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip.” You clearly have at least a modicum of acting talent.

But for the love of all things Joey Tribbiani, please stop starring in crappy television shows. Spare us the horribly cliched writing, the over-acting, the forced yukking for the camera.
We could forgive you “Mr. Sunshine,” which was terrible in every way even with the awesome Allison Janney in it. OK, so you made a bad mistake in choosing a show.
But now you’ve given us “Go On,” which I painfully sat through 20 minutes of Wednesday night. You’re a sports-radio host whose wife has died and you’re forced to go to group therapy to work out your feelings.
I know it’s just the pilot, but it’s BAD. Really, really, un-good. So I ask you, for the good of your career and us viewers in general, stop making bad TV choices.

Choose smarter (or have your agents choose smarter). Take a supporting role in something really good, like a miniseries or something. Don’t be the star, just blend in. You can make a comeback to good TV; hell, look at Matt LeBlanc! He did the horrendous “Joey” and “Lost in Space” and now he’s on the brilliant “Episodes.”

It’s not too late to save yourself, Matthew. In the words and vocal inflection of Chandler Bing, Could your career BE any deader after this show tanks?

Hugs and Kisses,
Michael

**So while we’ve all been watching the awesome Olympics (great stories Wednesday with Allyson Felix winning the 200 meters, and Misty May-Treanor and Kerri Walsh-Jennings winning a third straight gold in beach volleyball), it looks like everyone’s favorite Republican presidential nominee is closing in on a veep choice.
According to this story from NBC News, it’s going to be one of three men: Senator Rob Portman of Ohio (a former G.W. Bush appointee), former Governor Tim Pawlenty of Minnesota (who wowed us in the GOP primaries), or Rep. Paul Ryan of Wisconsin, he of the plan to slash Medicare and completely obliterate spending in this country.

OK, so I may be biased, but I don’t think any of these boring white men move the needle for independent voters. I think Ryan will galvanize Democrats, I think Portman is going to remind everyone of W’s disastrous reign, and Pawlenty is the one who coined the phrase “Obamneycare.”

Clearly, Mitt’s looking for a safe choice who won’t overshadow him.
Me? I think he ought to pick Sarah Palin and surprise the hell out of America.

**Finally, a lesson here: If you’re going to protest at a company’s headquarters by burning their product, make sure you know how to actually set said product on fire…

“The Newsroom” was a train wreck; but “Episodes” comes back strong. Lochte and Phelps kick ass again. And the woman suing a Little Leaguer for a bad throw.

Good news and bad news from my TV watching Sunday night.
First, the bad: Man, that was one sorry, confusing, ridiculous mess of an episode of “The Newsroom” last night. The few parts of the premiere that were problematic blew up big-time in Episode 2, and so many new problems developed.
SPOILER ALERT: STOP HERE IF YOU HAVEN’T SEEN IT YET, AND SKIP DOWN TO THE SWIMMING PHOTO.

First of all, even for me, a veteran of Aaron Sorkin’s rapid-fire dialogue, those scenes moved way too fast last night. Second, and a major problem, is the completely idiotic storyline of McKenzie and the emailing issues. Who the hell, first of all, uses an asterisk in email anymore?
And could that have been any more predictable, that she would soon write something awful and send it to the entire company?  And then Will’s reaction to it was over the top and public.
Third, they have made both Will and McKenzie, the two leads, very unsympathetic characters, and Maggie, Sorkin’s cute, plucky heroine (think Donna in “The West Wing”) is too ditsy and crazy to be likable by the audience (and come on, Sorkin, she dated the governor’s press aide in college? You can do better than that.)

I’m worried for this show. The premise is great and the cast’s terrific, but that was pretty awful. I hope the next show gets back on track.

Happily, though, Sunday night also brought back the return of “Episodes” and “Weeds,” both on Showtime. Can’t discuss “Weeds” yet because I haven’t watched it, but “Episodes”  is a show I have repeatedly touted and will continue to tout until all you people watch it.

Matt LeBlanc plays a version of himself, starring in an awful sitcom translated from England by two hilarious British writers. Season 1 was terrific, with the season finale last year being laugh-out-loud hilarious in several parts. Season 2 got started off strong as well, with a lot of different plot developments resulting from the season finale.

I really hope they don’t keep Beverly and Shawn apart for long, because so much of the first season’s greatness was their comic timing. But sadly it looks like they won’t be a couple for much longer.
Watch this show, please. You won’t regret it.

**Now on to the swimming. If you didn’t watch any of the U.S. Olympic Trials over the past few nights, you missed some great stuff. The two greatest swimmers in the world, Michael Phelps and Ryan Lochte, went head-to-head four times in finals. Phelps won three of ’em, but all were close. These two are so far ahead of every other American swimmer it’s not even funny; can’t wait to see them battle in London.
Also, 17-year-old Missy Franklin is so fast and seems so sweet outside the pool; I love that a guaranteed Olympian swam for her high school team this year.
And Dara Torres, age 45, is competing tonight to make her 6th Olympic team. No words to describe how inspirational that woman is.

**Finally today, proof that America may not have the craziest citizens in the world, but we’re in the top 5: A woman in New Jersey is suing a Little Leaguer for $150,000 for accidentally hitting her with an overthrow during a game two years ago.
As the kid’s father said, incredulously: “They’re little kids. A lot of them don’t know how to throw.”

I hope the judge throws the suit out, then throws her in jail for wasting the court’s time. Disgusting.