One of the key reasons is, of course, Whitney Cummings. As actress, producer and writer, she's earned a large portion of the credit. And the rest of the cast is amazing and lived in. They're not characters, they're people.
Alex was probably the one I felt most detached from but either when Chelsea Handler guest starred as Whitney's therapist or when he got drunk the first time (which ever came first), I fell for him too.
He got drunk again. And I know we're supposed to be tsk-tsk. Drinking!
Heavens to Betsy, it's bad! No one should do it!
But I drink. And, yeah, I can get a little tipsy.
So, thank you, I will choose to enjoy Alex's very adorable drunk self.
He proposed to Whitney when he was drunk. It was so funny.
He also told her that they could have sex just as long as she didn't jostle him. :D
I'm a lesbian so understand the following statement -- I'm a happy lesbian, so understand the following statement does not frequently fly off my lips about an adult male: He was adorable. Like a big old puppy. A big old drunk puppy. :D
And they really do have good chemistry together. They also no how to sling the barbs. My favorite exchange was before Alex got drunk, when Whitney was sending him off to be with his guy friends.
Whitney: Trust me, I am psyched for you to go to the strip club. It gives me the night off. I mean let somebody else pretend to enjoy bouncing up and down on you for the night.
Alex: Classy. Love you.
Whitney: Love you too. I do have one rule though: No going into any private champagne rooms.
Alex: I would never have sex with a stripper in a private champagne room. How'm I supposed to high five my friends.
This is a really great show. Tomorrow, I am noting us Whitney bloggers. I always mean to, I always forget. But there's a post that'll go up that should especially be worth reading.
Here's C.I.'s "Iraq snapshot:"