Chuck. Hands down. Funny hourlong with a bit of real love story among its satirized action, not sitcom-funny, tall goofy-cute geek lead, short annoying-funny sidekick, and in my rundown of promising cast for this year’s shows, how in the hell did I keep forgetting about I’ll-Be-In-My-Bunk Baldwin? (As an update, Private Practice and Big Shots are both well out the window at this point, and the other two are stacking up on TiVo. Slim pickings this year.)

P.S., Dawn Summers, the show is a parody. And a pretty sharp one at that. I bet you don’t like Weird Al Yankovic, either.

…to deserve a nightmare about Sylar coming after both Venomous Kate and me, with lethal intent, and other bad things happening, reminiscent of 9/11, in NYC?

It was slightly mitigated by the dream right after, which seemed somewhat post-apocalyptic but also in which I was involved with Greg House. Excellent.