Most years I'm in California when the Emmy nominations are announced; more than once I have actually gone to the Emmy announcement -- at 5:35 a.m. L.A. time. Even those years when I didn't go, I was up early to get the nomination bundle and try to figure it out.
This year, I'm still in the East, was able to sleep until a reasonable hour -- and am nonetheless befuddled by the nominations. First glance suggests lots of sentimental favorites, and people are already buzzing over the omissions of ''Lost'' and ''Desperate Housewives.'' Looks like there's still no love for Lauren Graham (although ''Gilmore'' had an off year) and I haven't seen any major praise for my beloved ''Veronica Mars.''
But at least I'm not yawning while thinking about it.
Added later: Having looked closely at the long Emmys list, I have gone from mere disappointment to prolonged rant -- and not just because of Kevin James, mentioned in Roger's comment below. ''Veronica Mars'' got skunked -- and you know that I was hoping for a Jason Dohring nomination in particular -- while the academy contrived ways to get one nomination to ''Reba,'' among other shows. Little attention for ''Over There.'' Edie Falco, who had that ''just give her the doggone Emmy'' vibe in that hospital-bedside scene on ''Sopranos,'' did not even get nominated.
Looks as if the old guard has prevailed, thanks to the blue-ribbon panels. And even though I am happy with some noms (Steve Carell, Kyra Sedgwick, Chandra Wilson, Sandra Oh, Jeremy Piven), I can come up with a much longer list of omissions (let me throw in the rest of the ''Office'' ensemble, Hugh Laurie, ''Rescue Me'' and ''Lost'' for drama series), and the smoke starts pouring out my ears.
A later addition: If you have had enough contemplation of the Emmys -- I haven't quite cleared my head, but I'm trying -- then you might find some amusement in my column today about dating shows. I don't think I quite conveyed how dispiriting ''Foursome'' is, but you'll get the general idea.