Getting Up Front: Day 3

This may be my shortest day of coverage because, well, I haven't watched anything on CBS since Joan of Arcadia, and that was canceled at the end of last season. And that was the only thing I'd watched on The Eye since The Nanny went off the air. I've never watched a minute of any of the CSIs, any of the Survivors (which I abhor), I caught one episode of Without A Trace when it reran on USA or whatever cable channel it reruns on, and I prefer my Charlie Sheen in the form of '80s movies, thank you very much.

With that said, CBS says goodbye to one-season non-wonders Courting Alex, Love Monkey, Out of Practice (poor Chris Gorham never gets a chance), and Threshold, as well as Yes, Dear and Still Standing (I hope this sees the end to the trend of shows starring fat men and their unbelievably hot TV wife).

What's funny is CBS is canceling the least amount of shows and picking up the least amount of shows, so far, with only four new shows in it's fall line-up, with a couple of midseason standbys. And maybe there's a reason for that, since all these new shows suck, and I figure they think why break something that ain't broke when they have all their unbelievably uber-popular shows (and the ratings to prove it) already.

Anyway. I won't get into a day-by-day breakdown, so here's what I think of the new shows that I won't be watching.

The Class: Poor Jason Ritter. He had such a great (if not perfectly whiny, but hey, if you were a popular athlete and then got in an accident that left you paralyzed from the waist down and got dumped by Robin Scorpio [twice], wouldn't you be whiny, too) character on Joan of Arcadia, and he was great (and hot) in Happy Endings. And he has a couple of other movies coming up. So why, why, Jason, why did you have to sign up for this show that is so obviously going to get canceled. I mean, who cares what wacky hijinks will ensue when a group of kids that knew each other in elementary meet 20 years later? Come on, Jason. You should know better by now, eh?
Jericho: It's a show about a town that gets cut off from the rest of the world after a nuclear explosion, and it stars Skeet Ulrich. Run for your lives, now, while it's still not on the air. Hurry! (Sadly, this show is being produced by the author of one of my favorite books, but then again, he did horribly adapt Rent, as well. Meh.)
Shark: Celebrity lawyer turns prosecutor blah blah blah (wow, I'm using the blahs a lot, aren't I?). And it stars James Wood and Seven of Nine. I'll only watch this if they have a pseduo Brotherhood reunion with Sam Page (also formerly of All My Children) and Bradley Stryker (the first Trey from The O.C.). And by reunion, I mean shirtless making out. That's all.
Smith: And why is Ray Liotta on TV? Oh, right, this show. Bleh.

And I won't even go into the midseason diasters-in-waiting.

Again, for more proper coverage, visit Zap2It, and look for updates later today or tomorrow with linkage to other more proper coverage.

And tomorrow, my anticipation to see if Gilmore Girls and Veronica Mars get the Tuesday night slot on The CW finally gets quenched. Also, we'll find out if The O.C. gets a fourth season. Stay tuned ...

UPDATE (5/18, 9:49 a.m.): Some proper coverage linkage:

• Couric breaks promise to NBC to not publicize her going over to CBS by appearing at CBS upfront. I think Gawker said it best: "What's NBC going to do, fire her?"
• CBS kills Sunday made-for-TV movies (scroll past stupid American Idol crap). Thank Hera.
• In non-upfront relatedness, did Alessandra Stanley just call Dateline's perv roundup "Punk'd for perverts"? I knew there was a reason I hate her (you know, besides her constant inaccuracies. Oy.