"May we have an Awesome Blossom please, extra awesome?" My friends, I don't know which is a more glorious sight the return of the painfully authentic Chili's set or that hunka hunka burnin' funny, Tim Meadows. It took me twice as long to watch this week's episode, because I kept backing it up to watch things over and over again. All I'm saying is Steve Carell and The Artist Formerly Known as the Ladies' Man doing an impromptu rendition of the "Ballad of the Baby Back Ribs"? I'm gonna go ahead and call that sitcom nirvana. And like that's not enough chortle for one evening, our faithful Dunder-Mifflin employees put in a late night at the office, to wait for it perform their own table-read of Michael's newly discovered screenplay. If I haven't sung the praises of our very own blogger B.J. Novak lately, let me just say that his rendering of streetwise sidekick Samuel L. Chang is, in a word, timeless.
We've even got a little touch of heartfelt (and in Jan Levinson-not-Gould's case, tequila-soaked) romance in this one, of course completely undercut by the harsh light of day come sunrise. After getting shot down by their respective lady friends, Michael and Jim share a sad well-what-are-you-gonna-do? look from across the office and suddenly somewhere deep in my brain, I can hear Kermit and Rowlf singing about women and how you can't live with 'em, you can't live without 'em and, naturally, there being something irresistible-ish about 'em. See, fellas? Not to worry. There's nothing the object of your affection can do to you that ain't already been done by that heartbreaker Miss Piggy.