Believe it or not, Showtime really does air programs besides Dexter and Homeland.

It's closing time at the Jersey shore.

Looks like The Firm is on the chopping block this season.

We might have all been under a tryptophan-induced sleep for the past few days, but the TV world never stopped making news.

So as we posted on Friday, the Emmy voting committee is revealing the finalists for some of their categories. Among today's revelations were the women primed for a spot on the Best Comedy Actress list. Personally, I don't get why three of the Desperate Housewives stars are nominated this year. I can't even sit through an entire episode, but if you are going to put Marcia Cross, Felicity Huffman and even Eva Longoria Parker on the list, why not add Teri Hatcher? I mean, Eva over Teri? Really? Clearly Emmy nominators were not subjected to Over Her Dead Body or they would have realized that acting isn't exactly Mrs. Parker's strong suit. I realize that they are judging her specific Housewives performance, but the commercials for that movie alone should disqualify her from winning any sort of acting award, ever.

Comedy Central netted a big fish for its annual celebrity roast when they got James Franco interested in being mocked and ridiculed by his famous friends -- like Seth Rogen and Jonah Hill -- on national television. But the night itself turned out to be a mixed bag, with some of the roasters killing it and others seeming to hold themselves back, not wanting to piss off their pal. Here's our roaster report card from a B-level Roast of an A-list star.

Whenever I watch The League, I expect to be slightly horrified, fairly disgusted and thoroughly amused. I wasn't entirely sure what to expect form "Thanksgiving," given all of the conventional tropes of a holiday sitcom that it promised, but by the end of the episode, I was choking on my own laughter (but thankfully, no one's beloved class pet). This highly underrated comedy managed to take every clichéd part of a Thanksgiving episode, flipped it over and nailed it from behind in front of its loved ones. Here are the banalities the writers used, and how they managed to cover them in the funniest filth I have ever seen.

A zombie invasion is hitting the small screen.

Unlike with the Oscars and other major awards, the Creative Arts Emmys are totally not the nerdy, D-List version of the Primetime (ie "real") Emmys. In fact, this year especially served to illustrate how not televising certain awards live guarantees it'll be much, much cooler than the boring old Standards and Practices-adherent ones. All of media's provocateurs (Kathy Griffin, Sarah Silverman, Trey Parker and Matt Stone) came out in full force, and most of them went home with a statue or two for their troubles. And of course, Mad Men pretty much swept every goddamned thing because, duh, it's the best effing show on TV. After the jump, the highlights of who won what. (For a full list of the winners, click here.)