Jack Donaghy’s checks.
Woke up early, early, early this morning and started catching up on this season’s episodes of 30 Rock when I realized that this used to be my favorite show, but now it’s just a place for Tina Fey & Co. to write one-liners for Tracy Morgan while they try to make Alec Baldwin look as cool as he did in the first two seasons.
Seasons One and Two were fucking phenomenal, but everything else has just been a ho-hum, glad I saw it but don’t have to watch it again kind of thing.
Where’s the story? What’s the point?