Odds & Ends, Random Bits & Whatnot


Ah, Christmas – the time of year when television becomes somewhat worth watching on a regular basis. Because I don’t care what the cool kids think. Christmas specials rock the socks off we sensitive types. They are all so filled with hope and love to the point of being ridiculously cheesy. What can you do…
Oh, Once Upon a Time, it’s a damn good thing I’m a slave to subtext (and now to Lana Parrilla). Ah well, it’s hardly the first time I’ve watched a show’s entire run for subtext and hotties alone. I won’t grumble about stuff – like Gold as “family” or Henry as the show’s moral authority….
When the troupe spends two-thirds of the episode in the same cave, and the episode is Bae-Neal/Rumple-centric, there simply isn’t much to see. Unless you totally adore a constantly righteous, self-sacrificing youth as a character. Not that I’m saying that’s Baelfire. That’s just how he’s being written. Now, while I enjoy the fact that Regina has…
Sometimes you don’t realize how much something has been a part of your life until you end up crying like a baby at a Judds concert. Crying like a baby, that’s Shawna’s descriptor. I thought of it more as hysterical sobbing I thought was never going to let up, but, praise be to all gods, lasted…
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I missed the part (til now) that you were going to the Tdot – hope you enjoyed more than just the concert. psst, I still love Bryan Adams and not just cos I’m a Canuck.
Blech, Connecticut. I loathe driving through Connecticut.