Okay, so technically a yearbook comes out just before summer, but I couldn't resist attacking those ever-popular superlatives that pigeonhole students (or in this case, shows) for all of perpetuity. Although I did adhere to a few of the traditional categories (Best Couple, Class Clown), I also utilized a few creative additions of my own.

I have no proof of this, of course, but I'm pretty sure at some point between delivering the pilot episode and cutting the second episode, the creative staff of Tell Me You Love Me received the following memo ...

Yes, folks, here we go with the first of ten episodes of HBO's new drama, Tell Me You Love Me, better know in casual circles as That Show That Shows All the Sex Stuff. You couldn't escape any review of this series without some holier-than-thou critic bemoaning the full frontal nudity, or some hipper-than-thou critic bemoaning the bemoaners. All this over a bunch of moaners. Honestly.