Not necessarily in that order, though.
Recently, we had to say goodbye to the Botwin's and the extended (and teasing) bore-fest that Weeds had degenerated into (stay tuned for the post titled "Goodbye, Botwin's") so it was with nothing short of sheer exuberance that we welcomed the premiere of season 4 of Breaking Bad.
See, it takes a special kind of appreciation to understand that television is more than just mind-numbing drivel to fill the air waves (see: Two and a Half Men and the Bravo network) but an art form that eclipses even vast establishment of film (which wasn't that hard after Yogi Bear and the Twilight films). And if there's a single television show that carries the burden of TV as art (well-deserved and rightfully so) it's Breaking Bad, bitches.
So welcome back, Walt. You've been dearly missed. Just watch your back cause that Gus is one bad-ass muthaf*cker.