Tonight: Raising the Bar. I love formulaic lawyer shows. I think I have seen every episode of Law & Order during the Jerry Orbach years, twice. Zack Morris as an angsty lawyer in what is probably a crappier version of every other show Steven Bochco has ever done? Sign me up.

Tomorrow: The new 90210. This goes without saying. I just hope they don't focus too much on the actual teenagers, the way the new Degrassi did. Keep true to the original fans! Brenda vs. Kelly, round 2. I'm there.

On weekends when I am lounging around and MTV repeats all their programming: My Super Sweet 16 Presents: Exiled. I can't stress enough how much I can't stand My Super Sweet 16. Why would anyone want to watch spoiled rotten teenagers demanding to be the center of attention and their wimpy parents indulging their every ridiculous demand, resulting in $300,000 birthday parties with $80,000 cars for presents? I can't even flip by this show without cringing. So imagine my joy when I happened to flip by at the very moment one of those overindulgent parents informed his daughter that she would be sent to reform her selfish ways by living with a remote African tribe. Of course, there is the chance that this show will objectify the tribal people and make the teenagers look sympathetic — I hope not. This will be surely be my schadenfreude-inspiring guilty pleasure of the season.