Uh.. well… uh… … … huh.
I'm simultaneously having a geekgasm the likes of which haven't been seen since Valeri Polyakov completed his 366th day aboard Mir setting in motion a series of geekgasms that resulted in the Great Hanshin Earthquake of '95 (is it possible I spent too much time doing reasearch for the opening paragraph of this post? Yes.), and I'm also suffering from the depression that sets in when you know that civilization as you know it will come to an end. Because of Knight Rider.
New Knight Rider? Excited. New car is going to be a Shelby GT 500? Super excited and wetting my pants. William Daniels no longer voicing KITT? Exceptionally sad, Michael. Will Arnett voicing KITT? uh... is it just me or did the universe suddenly just stop, start giggling like a schoolgirl on nitrous and then explode?
Seriously. I just don't know what to think about Gob Bluth becoming one of my most beloved (oh hell, they're all beloved) childhood television characters. Could be good, could be bad. I just figure that either way it'll be extreme. To the limit.
-Jon