I usually save my annual Simpson's viewing for the Treehouse of Horror. This year I watched the musical episode because, yes, I'm a slave to buzz. It was fine. Marge wants to recreate a play she did in High School about the Y2K bug. There is singing. But the show isn't as biting as I remember it to be. I made the wise choice in not having The Simpsons in my rotation. I will still watch the Treehouse of Horror, though.
As a matter of fact, my anger does keep me warm

