Entourage: Let's Blog It Out

By Mark La Monica

Judging by the increased ratings for the show, all its branched-off marketing deals and the ever-increasing readership and community being constructed in this blog, "Entourage" has hit a nerve with us.

It has accomplished the very thing all television shows seek: a place in the mainstream vernacular of Americans.

Seriously, how many times do you quote Drama or Ari in everyday life? And can you watch SportsCenter anymore and not hear Scott Van Pelt scream out "Victory!!!"? And if Google and YouTube didn't exist, how would we ever get through Tuesday and Wednesday afternoons at the office?

As I watched the most recent episode -- again -- last night, I began to wonder if there's such a thing as "Entourage Overdose."

Overdose not in that "This is my new favorite song and I'm going to listen to it every four minutes for the next month and then I'll hate it after that."

But, rather, overdose in the sense that there's only a finite number of total viewings of "Entourage" that one man can endure before he quits his job, packs up the car and drives off to California. Or at the very least, quits the career and goes to manage a Sbarro's.

We love life at 10 p.m. on Sunday night. About 28 minutes later, we want to shave our heads, throw the television in the street and shred what we once thought of as "nice" clothes. That's the beauty of the show.

There just may come a Monday morning when Entourage, the blog's thousands of readers log on to find out the Best Printable Line and more from the show and see nothing but a photo of a slice of pizza from Sbarro's and the Santa Monica pier.