OK, you have to forgive me, but as a religious professional (with nothing else to watch) I felt compelled to tune in last night and catch the premier episode of the "The Book of Daniel." Apparently the religious right has been busily weighing in their shock and awe, so here's my review: 1. The theology was very weak. In a nutshell? They should hire me. I'll take them to the same place, but with more nuance and depth, while the end product is still easily digested by the masses. Think Carl Sagan, only in theology, rather than physics. 2. Love the martini-swilling wife. Hmmm, wonder why? 3. Love the vicodin-popping pastor with the pesky parishioners. (No vicodin-popping here, but see #2). 4. OK! Of course I love the gay son. But he'd better not be as angelic as they're setting him up to be. Some real co-dependency issues lurking there. 5. ADORE the adopted Asian son. What a free spirit. Bring it! 6. Ellen Burstyn could be my Bishop any day of the week, especially with that miter! Fashion rules, baby! OK, any thoughts?