JON HAMM SAVES SNL AND ME

Yes, I know SNL is in the midst of a 'comeback' with all the Sarah Palin/Tina Fey crapola but have you watched beyond the opening skit? God, sucks the life out of you. Jon Hamm last night saved it all. I laughed semi-consistently, floored by his hotness and talent and Charles Mason impression (of all people). He was stellar, never flubbed, and seemingly memorized his lines so never had to look past his skit co-star to read behind their head. A nice change.
Ok, so I have the hots for him. I want him, I want Don Draper, and let's see about getting me out of this skirt!

THE EMMY'S HAVE SOME USE AFTER ALL

I want to thank the Television Academy for giving Don Draper [Jon Hamm] his due. . .salacious womanizer, seamy past-ridden, whiskey-swilling, Frank O'Hara-reading, my sick father-figure sex fantasy hero won an Emmy last night. Well, the show did. Mad Men. Jon Hamm didn't, though he should have. The way his face distorts as sudden manifestations of the scuzzy underside of his life or any life rears its ugly head, deserves a fucking Oscar.