Scrubs and My Interior monologue

Recently my wife and I have fallen back into love with "Scrubs." We had watched the first season a while ago, and recently a friend lent us the second. Not too keen at first, upon watching the first episode (the opening credits, actually) I immediately fell back in love with the show. Not only is it dang funny and original, but it's got a dang good soundtrack, too. But that's not what I want to talk about. Ever since finishing the second season (which I did the first night I borrowed it, sad but true) I've had a continual interior monologue going on in my head. Almost a weird "wonder years" theme seems to run through it as something would happen and I would think "it was then that I realized that teaching juniors would be harder than I thought." while I realize that this is odd, I've actually come to enjoy it.
You see, women are always asking men "What are you thinking?" whenever they see us staring off into space. Apparently many men appear studious when they're actually sitting there thinking something along the lines of "duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhh........." And when we actually fess up to the truth (as opposed to making something up on the spot) we get in trouble because obviously we didn't trust our wives enough to tell them the truth. In reality I guess the problem is that women just give us way more credit than we deserve.
But, anyway, as I was saying, the interior monologue is great because it's a nice change from the normal periods of blankness. Instead of having no thoughts to share with my wife (and thus get myself into trouble ), instead I have thoughts that deserve to get me in trouble. For instance, thinking about how much simpler teaching would be if duct tape was integrated more fully into the classroom.
I love television.