I've been having trouble sleeping, so the last couple nights I put in seasons 5 and 6 of Scrubs. I have a weird history with this show. I watched it a few times when it was mid-third season and thought it was really funny. Then I got totally into it because I was a fan of Garden State. Now I watch it because it's really funny, but also because I'm a big fan of John C. McGinley ("Dr. Cox").

I'm attracted to him for several reasons based on his own merit: he has a fantastic body (see any episode where he's down to his underpants, which, happily, there are several), in character he's both biting and vulnerable, and in life he's a devoted father to a boy with Down's Syndrome. Also you can tell he's a really good guy by watching the female cast members cuddle with him at any opportunity (like you would cuddle a teddy bear, not a stud monkey).

Aside from his own sizable qualities, in some indefinable way he reminds me of the Professor a wee bit. Enough for me to develop this selective Tourette's Syndrome that surfaces after just one or two episodes, and I start talking to the television in abrupt bursts of enthusiasm.

Example: "You are a big man and I want to sit on your lap."

This is a milder sampling of what flies out of my mouth. That's pretty much why I'm watching it by myself. I used to watch it in marathon viewings with the youngest sister but she cut me off because she couldn't handle the imagery.