I like Fringe. It's my kind of show. A lot of same elements as in X-Files but the plot seems to go forward instead of being constantly stuck on "Truth is out there." I would probably watch just for Anna Torv and John Noble. I actually like all the characters in the show and the pseudo-science is done well: I can suspend my disbelief enough.

I actually even look forward even to the custody battle of Olivia's sis' kid. Which makes me chagrined of myself.

Olivia is a really good sister-girlfriend. I would want her to comfort me if my douchy almost ex-husband was trying to steal my child. If her comforting words failed, I'm pretty sure she would shoot him. And then probably come home and fix me dinner and snuggle with me. Then I'd slowly take out her pony-tail until her luscious Serena van der Woodsen-esque hair cascaded around her shoulders and I'd lean forward and slowly ... *cough* Uh, yeah ...

ROFL. You should warn first before saying something like that so the reader can prevent shooting energy drink from his or her nose.