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The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
Memo to all of you out there: HAPPY ARCHER DAY!
I've brought it up once or twice in an unofficial capacity, but never by name. Archer Day is the official holiday of You Are Dumb Dot Net. It denotes the premiere of a new season of Archer, and thus, the happiest day of the year.
The saddest day of the year, of course, is the day after the season finale of Archer. We don't commemorate that officially, because we're too busy weeping.
Anyway, if you've never tried Archer, you should. There have been three seasons. Two of them are on Netflix Instant. One of them isn't yet, but will probably be in a few months. The fourth starts tonight. You might not like it. It's not for everyone. The best things never are. But you've gotta fucking respect it. Nothing matches it for sheer, unmitigated density. And it's also hilarious.
Archer Day is extra-special this year, though, because it's also the day Totally Biased with W. Kamau Bell comes back. Think of it as a weekly Daily Show, only without the occasional delving into false equivalency and with a lot more multiculturalism.
You'll never catch Bell making fun of the platinum coin because it's somehow more imaginary than the rest of the monetary system, then pulling a "hey, there's nuance to everything we make fun of, you're just mad because you disagree" defense, is all I'm saying. Watch that too, if you can. It's really coming into its own, and I'm glad FX is keeping it going.
Happy Archer Day. Pour yourself your favorite drink, curl up with your favorite ocelot, power up your favorite autoerotic asphyxiation robot, and celebrate.