A bunch of movies you probably haven’t seen get Golden Globe nominations from the preposterous “Hollywood Foreign Press Association.”

A quick trip down the list shows that I have seen exactly zero of the film nominations for any category, and of the TV series, uh, let’s see… one. Big Bang Theory.

Though I did mean to see Puss in Boots and Rango, and have The Descendants on my list of maybes.

I’m thinking that either I or the Foreign Press Association are out of touch these days. Meh, they’re a bunch of furriners. I blame them. And don’t tell me how great Game of Thrones is. I read three or four of the books and gave up utterly because I prefer to read books that have something uplifting, or at least, one where not everybody dies. Life is hard. I get it. Really. I don’t need to be told in several million words how hard it is.

Here’s a who’s who of the cameos.

And I checked out the Glee cover. You know, Glee ruins every song it touches. It must have a time limit of two minutes or less, because the Glee version of every song I’ve seen so far has cut out so much of the song as to make it–gee, a teenybopper singles show. No wonder I could never watch it for more than five minutes without yawning.

Oh, there’s a funny reference to Freddie Mac in the lyrics, too.

Body art: Bieber showed off a new tattoo – a row of mysterious symbols under his left arm – in addition to the bird etching on his waistline

Yeah, it’s a mystery, all right. I’ve never seen those symbols before. Oh, wait. Yes I have. They’re yod, shin, vav, ayin. He’s deeply religious. Want to bet that’s how his particular group of Christians spells “Yeshua,” their Hebrew name for Jesus?

I know the Daily Mail isn’t the top drawer of British newspapers, but come on—”mysterious symbols”? How freaking ignorant are the Brits about Judaism, anyway?

The Scrubs musical episode enlisted the talent that gave us Avenue Q, right down to one of the stars of the show. The excuse? A patient who passed out in the park and woke up to hear everybody bursting into song. Every time that patient came into contact with the staff, songs occurred. When she woke up in the end of the episode after being operated on, the music was gone—except for the humming she did to herself to end the show.

This week, Grey’s Anatomy tried it. And created the worst-ever episode of the entire series. They jumped that shark, all right. Sara Ramirez has a wonderful voice. (She’s a Tony winner.) So did many of the other cast members. I love the song “Chasing Cars,” and I liked a couple of the other songs. But the show was boring, predictable, and, well, stupid. It managed to take what should have been a moving, unique experience and turn it into “Hey! Glee’s getting awesome ratings, let’s try to copy what they do!”

The logic was inconsistent. They tried to have the gravely-injured Callie be the center of the songs with an out-of-body experience. Doctors sang as they worked to save her life. (Enter: The Fray’s “How to Save a Life.” And yet, singing doctors left the operating room and continued to sing while they walked through the hospital to comfort grieving doctors. Why even pretend that you have logic behind the songs when you throw it away the first chance you get? And we’re back to, “Hey! Glee’s getting awesome ratings, let’s try to copy what they do!”

The other side of the coin: Most of the songs sucked. I’m not alone in that review. Let’s see: Fail. Fail. Fail. Super Fail.

The doctors sing to Callie as she’s being wheeled to surgery. It’s unclear if she was crying from the pain or the sound of their voices, which were equally painful.

Yeah, except they’re not crying in pain. The ratings were through the roof, and the songs are making iTunes stars out of the Grey’s Anatomy cast. But I promise you this: If there’s a second musical episode, I’m so not there.