The writers’ strike in Hollywood continues, and frankly, I couldn’t care less. In recent years the quality of TV has deteriorated so much that, frankly, the strike is something I prefer to think of as a miniature vacation. Reruns instead of new episodes of garbage? These days, the only shows I really like are 24, Lost, NCIS and, well, that’s really about it. No comedies interest me. American humor, as evidenced by the abysmal Knocked Up, is really going downhill. To get great comedy, I usually like to watch comedian Frank Caliendo or search for reruns of Frasier or, better yet, The Carol Burnett Show.