I'm a bit behind the times

But I finally saw "Six Feet Under" last night. It's moments like this, when I'm still giggling over your roommate calling Keith "Big Black Sex Cop", that make me understand why it's so fuckin' cool to have a roommate.

I adore poor overstuffed, overworked, overperfected David, and I look quite forward to Keith sexing talking some sense into him.

And Peter Krause? Still the awesome.