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I think "Frozen Assets" is better, and the type of play on words they like to do (especially for comedic episodes), so I doubt it. (And titles are generally not able to be copyrighted, so no issue there.) I watched those two today, too. It took me until my first time re-watching “Personal Day” while also re-watching ER in syndication a couple of years ago for me to realize the woman on the parole board is played by the actor who played Chuny on that show. Now whenever I first hear her character speak, I think, “Duh, of course that’s Chuny.” I wish they’d followed up with Julio re-opening the murders of Ms. Gomez’s two sons, just some brief reference in a future episode, like Julio being out of the office or not at a crime scene, and Provenza says he’s talking to Mrs. Gomez, the DA, testifying, whatever and the brief detail he gives lets those of us who remember know what it refers to and those who don’t just take it as reference to a random old case. Because I really like her, and their interaction. I like his interaction with Ana’s brothers, too; this is a good Julio episode. And it’s the second case in a row where Sharon yells at him about his temper; as I said last week, it’s such a relief for it to finally be addressed, and I like the way it plays out over this season. Provenza’s “for what you’re about to hear, I apologize” reaction to Sharon about to be blindsided with the news of the other Sharon’s return to Rusty’s life is great, but even better are his various oh, I am so screwed reactions to the looks she gives him and her “And thank you, Lieutenant, for all your help with this” parting line at the elevator. It’s not as funny as all the shade she threw at him, and all the bumbling he did in response, when he told Rusty there was an “option three” in dealing with the threatening letters, but it’s good. I like the meeting of the two Sharons, especially how awkward Rusty is about it all. I like that Sharon (Raydor), despite all her misgivings, assures Rusty that what matters is not how his mom wound up in rehab, but that she’s there, so let’s just see what she does with it. She really does want Sharon Beck to succeed in her recovery, for Rusty’s sake. I love the talk she has with Rusty the next morning – “do you know what enabling means?/”oh, yeah” is hilarious – and when they’re on their way to see Sharon Beck again, about what role to play in her recovery process. And I like what starts in “Frozen Assets” and continues throughout, Rusty also asking Andy’s advice in addition to Sharon’s about dealing with his mom now; I like he’s hearing the same things about how to support without enabling an addict in recovery and if, when, and how to end your relationship with one, from one person who is an addict and one person who’s loved and lived with one. But, of course, what I like best about this episode is the humor. My absolute favorite bit is the commercial for Eternal Meadows, especially “freezing may cause numbness, dizziness, and shortness of breath,” “some memory loss may occur,” and “see our ad in Golf Lover’s Magazine.” I also love Andy’s guesses for Provenza’s first job – cabin boy on The Mayflower, dish washer at The Last Supper – and his shared laugh with Rusty over it, but there is hilarious stuff throughout: -Marcella Brewster’s various video wills and everyone’s reactions to them -“I can’t believe I’m saying this, but if we’re going to prove poisoning, I need a search warrant for Marcella Brewster’s frozen head,” Taylor’s freak-out when Sharon does, indeed, have the head seized (not to mention Provenza and Andy bickering while doing it), and, like shapeshifter said, the exchange about the thawed head unable to be refrozen -Sharon’s horror at the bad wig -“Our electricity bill is through the roof” -Sharon undercover as the niece -“It’s a Dog!” under "Victim" on the Murder Board -Sharon and Amy’s reaction when their game of hot or cold with Baird is successful -Brewster’s millions, “Arsenic? Well, where’s the old lace?” and, of course, folks feeling compelled to say “Falcon” every time the Maltese is referenced -Sharon learning Baird wrote the LAPD report on for the previous case -Julio’s reaction to a chain of vegan taco restaurants And it’s another one where they wind up in a situation because Andy won’t just ignore a problem like Provenza wants; "Dick Tracy" may be the nutjob who caused them all kinds of problems in the past, but there may really be something wrong, so he has to check. I could not stand “Dick Tracy” in his episode of The Closer, but he’s toned down a bit in this one now that he’s being treated, and they handle his illness a lot better in this one, too, so I’m far more entertained. The only thing that bugs me about it is that not only do they say there’s no way to test the cremated remains for arsenic, it’s Mike, specifically, who says it -- when he was the one who looked up how to do it when this issue was raised in an episode of The Closer. They could have still gone down the “we need her frozen head” avenue the plot requires simply by saying that, because her cancer treatment contained arsenic, only a tissue sample would be able to detect not just the presence of arsenic but establish its level in her system at the time of death, so they needed a sample to establish poisoning by showing she'd ingested more arsenic than that contained in her chemo.

I loved calling the greyhound puppy a 45-mph couch potato. Even in a house that size, having your brother's family of, what, five?, live with you for six months is a huge deal. I'd have let them live with me in the immediate aftermath, while they looked for a short-term rental. Bro and his family better be hosting family dinner for the next five years. Speaking of big houses, damn that was the poster child for McMansions on that house call. I laughed at the big dog peacing out and standing under the trampoline (or whatever it was; I was a little distracted) where no one could reach him -- and then just trotting over for attention once the vet sat down and chilled like a regular visitor.

I thought wallpapering with photographs was going to be unbearably busy, and it would have been in just about any other room, but for an attic hang-out I wound up liking it. And the room in general. Doug's was fine, but a bit boring. I like the color scheme in a vacuum, but I don't think it was the best choice for the space; even with better furniture and more artwork, it's not going to look like a basement hang-out.

I just talked with the vet who'll be caring for him today, and he did well overnight, tolerating his fluids just fine. She told me the same thing the tech did last night -- they all find his "thumbs" adorable. He has the most-defined "thumbs" even most of those who are familiar with polydactyls have ever seen, so it gets attention. Anyway, she agrees with last night's plan, so I'll hear from her again after the ultrasound - around 3:00 - and, if there's nothing alarming on there and he eats after they give him the stimulant, I can bring him home this evening. We decided to do a few additional tests to check again some things that were negative when he was first diagnosed but can later develop in cats with IBD -- covering all our bases, in case there's anything else we need to target medically at the same time we adjust his IBD treatment. Of course he has to do this on my watch, but, really, I'd have met my mom at the hospital and my parents would ask me to make the decisions based on the vet's findings and recommendations anyway, since I'm more knowledgeable about veterinary medicine than they are. So all it means is the logistical inconvenience of having to be based out of their house until he's back on track. Which is a pain, but also a no-brainer; I love these boys like they were my own.

I had to take Chester (my parents' polydactyl tuxedo kitty) to emergency last night and poor little guy is hospitalized. Based on x-rays and blood tests, it's probably "just" a major flare of his IBD and we will need to change his medication (possibly just an increase of the budesonide - steroid that causes fewer problems than prednisolone - but probably a switch to the pred and possibly even putting him on the chlorambucil, which is used to treat small cell lymphoma of the intestines - which IBD can progress to, and he's had IBD for about six years now - and severe cases of IBD), but it was a good bit more serious than his previous flare (when we had to start him on the budesonide; for years prior his symptoms had been controlled just by [raw] diet). So we're going to do an ultrasound this afternoon to see if there is anything else indicated (e.g. a mass on another organ), and that means we can't give him the appetite stimulant until after that, because the ultrasound will look better on an empty stomach. So he needs to be on IV fluids until he eats, thus the hospitalization. I got to my parents' house last night, intending to have a friend over for a Netflix night with the boys (neither of us have Netflix at home, so we watch when I'm cat-sitting), and instead found two small puddles of blood on the floor - about a sand dollar sized one in the kitchen and a silver dollar sized one in the hallway, with blood diarrhea (mostly blood) in the litter box. I found Chester on the bed, and when I checked his feeder saw he hadn't eaten anything since I'd left him 24 hours prior. He'll occasionally have a spot of blood in his (normal) poop if his intestines get inflamed, but never anything remotely like this, so off we went. Thankfully, he is not anemic, so he's not losing a bunch more blood internally. In fact, all his blood tests are normal - electrolytes, organ values, etc. So we probably know what we're dealing with, but he's still kind of fragile because he's so tiny (six pounds at best), and he's at least 14, so best to err on the side of caution. He's never had to be hospitalized, and now Bandit is looking for him. Bandit has anxiety (and if that gets bad, it manifests as idiopathic cystitis -- he can't pee) and whenever Chester comes home (hopefully this evening, but perhaps tomorrow if he doesn't eat until then), I'll have to be here - to keep an eye on him, obviously, but also because the mirtazapine (or, as I call it, meowzapine, because of how it makes them endlessly vocalize) will make him constantly ask for food. So, between the two of them having an increased need for my attention, for a few days I'll be basically living at my parents' house and visiting Riley at mine. Here's a recent picture of the boys napping; as usual, Bandit was there first, and Chester came along and tucked himself in. It's so weird not having one of them here (I catch myself starting to look for him when I pass by one of his usual spots), so I hope we get back to this very soon!

@suebee12, I haven't had any problems, but there is a Bugs, Questions, and Suggestions section where you can report your issue.

No, it was still there; searching within a single topic is how I perform 99% of searches (I don't search a lot, but when I do, that's almost always how I do it - maybe once in a while I want to search a forum rather than just one topic), so after the big update I checked to make sure that could still be done, and indeed the option was still available. It didn't go poof (or at least move someplace none of us have been able to find yet) until this switch to Primetimer. Thanks for looking into it @SilverStormm, because it's a pretty big loss in functionality to get a results list with every time my search term(s) turned up in any topic, not just the topic I want to search.

That odd noise you heard was me yelling "Junior!" Martin Luther King, Jr., not Martin Luther King, wrote "Letter From a Birmingham Jail." I was annoyed with both James and Alex on that one. James is sure impressive to watch play, but I'm going to need treatment for eyeball sprain if I roll them too many more times at all these silly shout-outs he works into his wagers and FJ answers.

For future reference, there is a Glossary thread explaining the various terms and abbreviations frequently used in discussing the show. (It has good info, but it's not pinned, so it falls down the page, and no one new to the forum is going to know it exists and go looking for it. But now you know for the next time you wonder what the hell we're talking about here.)

For a second or two, being asked someone's big-selling video release in 1982 made me think of porn stars, but then I realized J! wouldn't go there. After that reality check, Jane Fonda came to me quickly, since workout videos were my next thought, and hers were HUGE (count me among the 17 million). I'm a bit surprised in this day and age two of them associated video so closely with music video, even though they weren't routinely individually released on videocassette. Oh, good - I'd just read about it that morning, so it was fresh in my mind.

Paging @GHScorpiosRule, because I know she, like me, is so with you on that. I am still hot for him (gorgeous, a cat [and dog] owner, an advocate for women's health services, nice to just about everyone but the paparazzi - what's not to love?), and, yeah, I had quite the "I want to be her (or at least be friends with her)" girl crush on her. A friend got a white Rabbit convertible and dropped by to show it to me, but I was out. When I got home that night, I found a note from my mom on my bedroom door reading, "Danielle came by with her new car - a Laura Holt car."

I'm very lucky to have had cats who like sleeping as much as I do. Every once in a while in his last year or so, Baxter would try to pester me into getting up to feed him (it didn't work, and he'd eventually flop back down next to me with a big sigh), but at least it was only occasionally and more like 9:00 than 4:00. But usually he just stayed in bed until I got up. Maddie would sometimes get up earlier than us, but to go sun herself, not to ask for food. And Riley doesn't like to eat until about 1:00 in the afternoon at the earliest, so I definitely don't have to worry about her waking me for food! When I cat-sit at my parents' house, it always takes a few days for the boys to adjust to my schedule, because my parents get up a few hours before I do, so they're used to eating earlier. So at first I have to deal with Chester licking my face every half hour or so starting at 7:00 a.m. and Bandit howling at me, but after a few days they're synchronized with me.

Thanks for the mac & cheese commercial. Surprisingly, I don't hate the kid. It's two different meals - they're in different clothes - and in the mac & cheese meal, the girl does have a plate in front of her with most of the same stuff as the parents, she just also has a bowl of mac & cheese. So it's not a scenario where she wouldn't eat any more of what her crazy mom was literally chasing her down with (insisting "one more bite" when the kid's objection was "I'm not hungry," not "I hate [whatever it was]") so Mom trotted into the kitchen and made her mac & cheese instead. It seems instead that at another meal, they gave her mac & cheese as a side dish, and everyone was happy. I don't have a problem with that, assuming she eats the rest of the stuff, too, and assuming they don't do this at every meal. They gave her a really large portion, though.

I love Kraft mac & cheese. I largely avoid processed food, and of course I like the real thing, but I'm not a huge pasta fan overall, so, honestly, I crave that box of neon orange chemicals more often than the real deal since any of it is just eaten occasionally and for this particular pasta dish the box is this unicorn of tasty crap. As long as that craving doesn't happen more than once every couple of months, I indulge it when it does. But I haven't seen the commercial that started this discussion; I don't like kids, hate brats, and really hate brats who are placated instead of reprimanded, so I'm curious, but none of my search terms are honing in on something I'm sure is the right one. Link/embed, please?

Ha - pretty much a transcript of what went on in my brain. That was one of those clues I answered in my "duh" tone (because, yep, I answer aloud), so I, too, was quite surprised he got it wrong. I suspect the wording sent him down the wrong path, mentally searching for something similar to the Constitution rather than that particular section of the Constitution, but he answered really quickly as always; I don't know, but it was an odd miss for him.

"Shut the fuck up. Shut all the way the fuck up until you reach the top of Shut Fuck Mountain where there are no more fuck ups to shut." I finally got to watch this season, and, like several others, that was my favorite part. Frankie and Robert getting high together was a close second. I enjoyed it, as always; I love the "fuck it" theme. I knew they were going to get their house back, but I hated Nick and feared he was going to turn out to be the buyer. I was so relieved he wasn't, and they wrote him a hell of a lot better this season. I can't forget some of the previous stuff, but I can appreciate his current actions enough to like him and his relationship with Grace (and with Frankie) now. I'll have to hold onto that and convince myself they can handle this stupid marriage thing well next season. (I actually do have faith, because there are several good ways to go with it.) Along with Grace and Frankie, I love Brianna, especially when Barry - at Robert's performance - leans over and starts to ask if, in light of the feelings evoked by the wedding, and she just shuts him right down. I also loved her and the wife of Barry's friend comparing notes on what dorks those two are, and that it was balanced with her listing all the good things about him when urging them to make him the father. Way too much musical theater stuff, and I don't like Sol buying from a breeder, but I loved the season. I even liked Allison, which isn't as mind-boggling as liking Nick, but still a switch.

@Lantern7, I think your profile needs more about you and less about what you don't want in a woman. And, like @aradia22 said, less of a sad sack vibe. I also don't know that, even though you did it in a witty way, advertising up front how inexperienced you are is a good idea. That's a turn-off to many, but it's not a deal-breaker that's sketchy not to disclose in your profile, so I think it's better to let someone meet you and let that come up naturally in conversation. And I cringe big time at "that special someone." I take it from discussion here that it's standard to indicate whether you're looking to just hook up, date, or date with the goal of a long-term relationship, and that makes sense, but I find that a kind of lame way of expressing it (with the potential of sounding naive and possibly even desperate, so I just think it's a phrase to avoid). Oh, and I'd lose that P.S. too, but - having never used a dating site - it may be that I'm missing the usefulness of it.

I watched the Oscar-winning short Period. End of Sentence. and really liked it. I wish it had been subtitled, rather than dubbed, or that they'd hired more voice actors because it was distracting to have so many people voiced by each one. But I'm glad it brought attention to being held hostage by your period in an area where you don't have access to pads and a culture where you're deemed dirty during menstruation, and how a grassroots solution can have a tremendous impact. It's always wonderful to hear women tell their stories, and when tackling a taboo subject it's even more gratifying, so a documentary about period shaming in rural India is something I'm very much here for. Plus, Rayka Zehtabchi became the first Iranian-American woman to win an Academy Award, so that's quite the bonus. I read this in an interview with the filmmakers, and I wish it had been incorporated into the film as it really drives home how important education is -- they talked with a 70-year-old woman who'd never learned what her period was. As someone raised in a family where periods were talked about just as casually as any other part of life, I always raise an eyebrow at parents who don't talk to their daughters about menstruation before it happens, leaving them confused and scared. To go through all those decades between menarche and menopause never understanding what was happening to your body each month?! I can't imagine. I also learned via interview that when they met Sneha on their first trip, as strong and non-traditional as she was in some ways, she was closed off when talking about menstruation. By their second visit, six months after the pad machine had been installed and she was earning wages to put towards her schooling for the police force, she was transformed into the woman we saw in the film. I would watch a documentary just about her.

Yes, I saw that one, Lost in Translation, African American, and the documentary You Laugh But It’s True (centered around his preparation for his first special, The Daywalker, and exploring the evolution of South African stand-up overall). I haven't seen It's My Culture or his earlier specials (other than seeing bits of The Daywalker in the documentary).

I just watched the special, and even though I knew early on that was going to be the final punchline, I still laughed when he got to it because everything with the snakes and then that French father reluctantly rescuing his son had been so hilarious I was eager for the payoff, no matter how predictable. I also liked his stuff on the differences between speaking English and speaking American (I thought the napkin bit went on too long, but I loved the way he said he pronounces water as he does - watter vs. wadder - "because it has a T in it"), having conversations solely with your eyes (especially with the owner of the house in the authentic Balinese experience), and wanting the Earth to open up and swallow him when he misunderstood "aides" and asked Obama, "You have AIDS?"

She's in the Teacher's Tournament, so it won't matter who they leave off on in regular play.

I've never seen the commercial, but you sure got me curious. With a truly loose fist, my remaining fingers remain as they were as I extend my index finger, curl at the middle knuckle when I also extend my middle finger, and the best I can do with the pinky once I add my ring finger to the extended group is have it practically perpendicular to my palm. But I have semi-long nails (about 1/4" past the skin of my fingers), and by tightening my fist just enough to tuck my nails into the flesh of my palm, I can, by the point where the first three are extended, keep the pinky not flat to my palm, but tucked in a low arch. Is it possible that's what she did?

I tend not to watch the opening or interviews, either; in general, I'm less affected than others here even by what contestants do (beyond their answer/non-answer) during game play, but most of the other stuff I just don't even see. I have caught a glimpse of James's shout-out gestures, and I'm not particularly down with anything cutesy or, especially, lovey-dovey, so I do roll my eyes -- but I pretty well forget about by the time I've put my eyeballs back in place. Tonight was the second game in a row where I came in right before FJ (and the second night in a row it was an instaget; I think that was too easy a clue for FJ) so I didn't get to see James's latest bout of dominance in action, but he's an impressive - and gutsy - player, so I'm curious to see how far he goes.

No, they've been investigating, and had searched the house previously. And the body has not yet been identified.

Was this a full-service restaurant (as defined by statute)? Because as of January, such establishments in CA cannot provide single-use plastic straws unless requested. With them being wrapped, at least they can just go back into the bin rather than be tossed out, but wrapped in plastic rather than paper? I join you in the brain exploding.