whither snark?

So, Lizzie Hay walked off with the big prize. That's not particularly galling at all, gall-darn it. I'll just have to save my snarky remarks for America's Next Top Model tonight, where they properly belong I suppose. Lord knows it would be downright perverse to combine snark and literary culture--that sort of thing's just not done here in TO. We're above it, you see.

I wonder if anyone has started using this blog as a makeshift TV listing yet.