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Hey you guuuuyyyyssss! Today's daily streudel: The Electric Company. On DVD.

And what, as I'm sure you're wondering, did they drop on the disk for the previews? Judd Apatow and Seth Rogen's Undeclared. It's about the beauty of rediscovering something from your childhood and finding that it's being marketed just for you. And it's about finding a kids' show--from 1971--that's way groovier, and socially relevant, than that doof of a purple dinosaur. It's about love of chair.

(But what about Naomi?)

[Addendum: After we finished our five-episode walk down the electrified memory lane, we learned that the Electric Company's head writer was Tom Whedon, who also wrote for the Golden Girls and Benson and bestowed the decisive sperm to the conception of Joss Whedon. And so alas, my fascination with things Whedonesque started so much earlier than I thought.]