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"Notes From the Underbelly" (8:30 p.m., KOAT-Channel 7) started to grow on me last season.

The comedy following parents-to-be Andrew (Peter Cambor) and Lauren (Jennifer Westfeldt) seemed at first to wallow in the whole pregnancy thing, but as the season progressed, I began to enjoy the emerging snarkiness of its characters.

I particularly adore Lauren's best friend, Cooper (Rachael Harris), a relationship-phobic divorce lawyer who won't let Lauren become another member of the "mommy cult."

Lauren isn't so bad, actually. She's reluctant to give up her carefree, pre-baby lifestyle and manages to not be annoying in the process.

Lauren's other friend Julie (Melanie Paxson), though, is a whole other story. The overly enthusiastic, perfect mommy routinely works my last nerve.

She makes me rethink the prospect of ever spawning the children.

In tonight's season premiere, Julie and her husband, Eric (Sunkrish Bala), hire a nanny who knows just how to quiet their baby. Unfortunately, the miracle worker doesn't want to share her secret with them.

That's what I call pure evil.

It's against my religion to watch commercials.

However, I do wish I'd seen the three commercials for a 2004 ESPN promotional campaign involving the Watersmeet Nimrods of Michigan.

Anything that uses a tag line like, "Without sports, who would root for the Nimrods?" might not be all that horrible.

I learned about these delightfully effective ads because of "Nimrod Nation" (7 p.m., Sundance).

The charming documentary series shows us the wacky world of Michigan's Upper Peninsula, using a local school's basketball team as a springboard to getting to know the rest of Watersmeet.

The eight, half-hour episodes are interesting portraits of this town of 1,400.

The townsfolk hunt and fish on the weekends and must drive many miles even to think about seeing a movie, although that doesn't matter too much, because they get their real entertainment from high school sports.

Basketball coach/school superintendent/principal/athletic director George Peterson III is a big part of the series, probably because he holds every job in the known universe.

He's all right, but the group of Watersmeet gray hairs who enjoy talking about the team as much as they like discussing their latest health issues, totally steals the show.

Go, Nimrods!