was on Jeopardy! She won! I nearly threw my drink at the TV when she missed a question about Dexter
. My God, the answer was "Michael C. Hall from 'Six Feet Under' plays the eponymous character in this show.." something something AND
they had a friggin clip of Dexter playing with his blood slides. Of course, after telling her this, she felt obligated to remind me that it's really my fault that she didn't know that, since I got involved with the show far too late to have posted rants about it on my LJ for her to read and absorb. Nonetheless, she was cooler and cuter under pressure than I. I only wish I could look that good on TV. Well done, you!
On an unrelated note, I totally know what I want to get you for your birthday. I must see if I can still find it.
requires liquor at this point. It's not even that bad--not bad for the show. I'm just still reeling over the fact that the plot of the show is still
about breaking out of prison. Another
prison. Wentworth Miller remains fantastically hot and has the Blue Steel of Sexy Eye-Fucking that makes me not care what all else is going on. So, with that and alcohol, I'm sure I can just laugh off whatever else is coming. I'm just not feeling the same tension that I did with the first two seasons. In the first
prison-breaking-out scheme, there was a time factor set by the one brother's scheduled execution. With the second season and the cons being on the run, there's a never-ending tension for the fact that if anyone stops at any time, they go back to jail for, like, ever (if they don't die). Now? Not so much. Coming down off the momentum of season two is a little depressing. Here's hoping for better and more as time goes on.
thinks it can buy my love and mitigate my pouting over the fact that there wasn't any Sylar action in the season premiere by making the already re-cock-ulously pretty cast even prettier.
Well, it can't. It can
, however, ease my suffering of having to listen to Mohinder by making him blindingly, incoherently beautiful. I just sat and drooled. I didn't hear a word he said. Genius! I might survive the season even if he continues with the voice-overs of inaccurate doom!
Nope, still not distracted. I wanted Sylar, damn it. I want to know how the boy is alive, when I can expect to see him
shirtless again. I don't care about shirtless Peter. I mean, he was also stupid pretty without those awful bangs, but he's not what does it for me. What does it for me is the slobbering psychopath with the eyebrows of bushy doom!
Not a bad episode. Mr. B rocked hard-core, and Claire's new friend is cute (though his self-diagnosis of being an alien is a bit uncanny as there's something not quite human about him). And I love that I spent almost the entire dinner conversation at the Bennets trying to remember the name of the damned dog. Eventually, my former roommate helped me out. I can't believe I forgot Mr. Muggles.