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Which makes sense - if you watch that much porn, odds are it's a substitute, not a supplement.

I remember the watch and the clock (or at least something very close to that), but for how much time actually passed, I only remember the discussion, not the number. It seemed like a deliberate (almost clunky) touch, precisely because they had used so many classic allusions to sex - they noted the short passage of time to establish that it didn't actually happen. I meant to make note of the math during my re-watch last year, but didn't. Oh, maybe I couldn't make out the time on the watch because I was watching in bed and my eyesight is terrible. So is my memory, obviously, because I can't even clearly remember the scenario.

Don't they make a point of establishing how much time passes, so we know either a) they did not have sex despite the tone of the scene or b) Mulder is a frighteningly fast fuck? Something like Mulder looks at his watch in her apartment and then we see the clock when he gets in the car with Krycek? I have a vague memory of discussion about it upon original airing.

I really liked the original ending of the series (other than the husband switch), but once they decided to revive the show, I knew it had to go away, at least in part, because everyone wants Dan to be in it. It is a shame to wipe out such a powerful ending, and specifically the caused me to gasp aloud and nearly tumble off the couch and still gets me every time I watch it moment when the happy chatter of the book version of the family fades, Roseanne (in VO) says, "I lost Dan last year when he had his heart attack," and the camera pans to the empty chair, yes, but I'm willing to let those closing 10 minutes shift to existing as a parallel universe in my mind (my own book?) in order to get a, well, revived Dan.

It's going to be Darlene/David, not Darlene/Mark.

Ha! Yes, I should say the entire Shelby-related part of the Christmas party. Because there's also the lead-in to that, with Clairee saying "They all look like they've been carved out of cream cheese," and Ouiser's reunion with Owen Jenkins ("I'm not as sweet as I used to be" is the best, but I love the whole thing, starting with her asking him if he shrunk).

I agree. She says, "If I could adopt one, I would," but she's so on about having "a baby of my own" that I'm not sure I believe her. I think she wanted to give birth, despite all the medical warnings against it, made a cursory effort at becoming a parent another way, and was somewhat relieved when she "had to" get pregnant instead - especially when their marriage was rocky and she felt (accurately or not, and I think accurately) that Jackson really wanted her to do things the "normal" way, too. "I want a child of my own. I think it would help things a lot." She's always wanted that, and now she thinks it will save her marriage, so she's going for it. So, based on that and the rest of the way she talks about both her and Jackson's reactions, there is no way it wasn't an intentional pregnancy. (I also have no doubt that his excitement over her pregnancy, especially so early in the process, means he was not, "No, Shelby, let's not do this; it's not worth the risk to you, we'll explore other avenues and figure something out" concerned about her. I think he wanted a wife/mother of his children more than he wanted Shelby in particular.) "I'd rather have 30 minutes of wonderful than a lifetime of nothing special." How profoundly sad that she was willing to die - and put her family through losing her - in order to be a biological mother for a short time rather than to become a mother a different way or, horrors, not be a parent but expand her work with children, because she thought life as a non-parent was "nothing special," despite all she had going for her.

Yes, but while they never return to the "What do they know?" attitude about doctors once they have that little bit of sense thrown at them, they still revert almost immediately to "It'll be fine." Which is stupid. WHY will it be fine? M'Lynn just told them she is not supposed to get pregnant because of the threat to her health, and now she's gone and done just that. What magical power does Shelby have to defy the reality of her situation? None, of course. It will not be fine. She is going to wreck her fragile health and jeopardize her life. Those are the facts, and they acted like Shelby being sweet and stubborn would change them, and that, yay, a baby was the important part. I love the movie despite Shelby's selfishness and the others' delusions, but that entire Christmas party section of the film has me yelling at the TV.

It depends on how the lamb is raised and when it is butchered, but a lamb shank can be up to two pounds! I rarely buy them, as I prefer chops for myself or a leg if I'm serving to a group, but the shanks I see are generally about a pound. Definitely not a single serving.

All the HHs wanting big, single farmhouse sinks in their kitchens - regardless of whether farmhouse remotely matches the style of their kitchen - must have missed that memo. (I like a double kitchen sink best. In theory, I really liked the double sink where about 3/4 of total space is apportioned to one sink and 1/4 to the other, but when my parents put one in their kitchen, I realized I preferred the standard double. [My mom likes it, however, and that's what matters.] I do not like single sinks at all, as I confirmed upon staying in a vacation rental with one. So, yay, now I know exactly what I want when I remodel my kitchen.)

I posted the same thing (minus the Bridezilla part) a couple of years ago. As I prefaced it then, I know she's based on a real person, and if the real family doesn't feel that way about Susan, why should I feel that way about Shelby, but still - I think she was selfish as hell. She knew she wasn't supposed to get pregnant because of the life-threatening risk it would pose to her heatlh, but she was so damn set on having "a child of my own" that she went out and did it anyway - partly to save her dying marriage to an asshole - and then, gee, look, it indeed took her out -- but not before requiring her mom to give up a kidney to try to save her. One of the reasons I love Ouiser so much is her being the one person at the Christmas party to understand how M'Lynn feels about the pregnancy announcement. Everyone else is just nattering on about how Shelby will prove the doctors wrong - And, why, would that happen exactly? Because she's nice and wants it so much? Sorry, that is not how the world works - and, yay, babies, and Ouiser is the one sitting there saying, "This baby is not exactly good news." And, yeah, she left behind a kid who never really knew her (in reality, she was in hospital for so much of the time she was alive after his birth that he hardly saw her, because he wasn't allowed in the ward) and who had to grow up knowing he was, in a way that is not his fault, an agent of her death No, they both wanted kids. She was concerned about not being able to bear one herself, and he told her that didn't matter - they'd adopt, "we'll buy 'em if we have to." But he was over the moon when she got pregnant, despite the danger to her. The real Jackson (I can't remember his real name) was a total ass, but it's only hinted at in the film when Shelby tells M'Lynn she's pregnant (he comes off well other than that, which is a nice touch by Robert Harling towards his nephew not to make a play/movie that disparages the kid's dad, when their marriage wasn't the point). M'Lynn is appalled that he thinks it's just hunky dory she's going to risk herself this way, and sees what's up when Shelby says she thinks having a baby will help a lot of things (meaning their marriage). In reality, he married someone else a hot minute after Shelby died, and the kid was calling the stepmom "Mommy" - it's what spurred Harling to write the play, to keep his sister's memory alive since in real life he felt like she was being erased. Through writing it, he realized what a strength these women were to each other, not just in times of crisis, but in their daily lives. So that became a huge focus of the story.

For kicks, I looked up the cafeteria menu on my high school's website (I know, I lead an exciting life), and, wow, I guess kids don't bring their lunch to school anymore. The cafeteria is now open from breakfast through afternoon snack, and there's a hot breakfast buffet, all sorts of offerings for lunch - a salad bar, burgers, sandwiches, and then several daily specials - and a sampling of snacks (cookies, fruit, cheese, etc.) and a majority of it is reasonably healthy. I'm impressed. It would still be more nutritious - and definitely more cost effective - to pack a lunch, but at least there are good options now. Had this existed in my day, I'd have probably brought a lunch four days a week and then picked one day a week (based on the menu offerings that week) to buy a cafeteria (I'm sorry, it's now a cafe) lunch.

I've noted this one before, but hadn't seen the old commercial in some time and saw the new (to me) version multiple times late last night, so was reminded of it: I like the Myrbetriq bladder, and in the shot - thankfully there's one in each commercial - where all we see is those big eyes darting back and forth above the desk, I find it downright adorable.

That premiered during the Super Bowl, and totally brought me down. Funny take, but on a horrible reality.

Oh, yes - another realistic touch that I bet will be present in the revival as well.

Riley has made tremendous strides transforming from a scaredy cat to a typical cat who is skittish about certain things, but I am fairly sure a Roomba roaming the house would fall into the category of those certain things. So I am destined to do my own vacuuming. If she was one of those cats who'd hop on and take it for a ride, I'd get one. My latest peeve: The lack (at least at Staples, where I went) of a multi-pack of binder clips. When I worked in the corporate world, I just stole them from the office as needed. But working for non-profits, I'm careful that what I take home from work for use in my home office not be used for personal stuff. For personal use, I do not need one package of 15 medium binder clips, another package of 30 small ones, and a package of 5 large ones. I would like a multi-pack of five of each size. But no. So I bought the package of medium clips, since I can use those when a small clip would have sufficed, and hope the large clip stragglers lurking in my desk drawer will be enough. Maybe I can find what I'm looking for online; the next time the need arises, I'll look, but I just wanted to pick something up and spend the weekend on my project. Which is about 75% completed, so yay.

I continue to like that doing the show woke Allison Janney up. A lot of these folks were, if not always activists, at least politically aware coming in, but by her own admission she just sort of floated along thinking of politics as this distant, cynical thing that happens in over in D.C. she didn't pay much attention to, and then the show - and the discussion going on around her about the issues explored in the scripts - made her realize how important, and personal, it is. So I forget the fact she's a little late to the party and embrace the fact she showed up at all.

Ha! I didn't watch it, but that would have annoyed me, too. The first thing I do to prepare for a wall-mounted TV is put in a new outlet that will be hidden behind it (and any wire/cable that needs to go to an AVR or speakers gets run behind the wall).

That's a bad area for good food. Being from Los Angeles, I liken it to Rodeo Drive - sure, you can find a good meal, but in general you are just paying out the ass for mediocre food that happens to be served in a high-rent district. Paris is like any other major city; the more touristy the immediate area, the greater chance of forgettable (or perhaps notorious) food.

I love her in Boys Don't Cry and Love, Ludlow, and I've seen her in a couple of shorts in which she was really good, too. It would be hard to be a worse actor than he was as a teenager (he was good as a kid, when he didn't have much to do, since he felt so natural with the family, but as a teen, ouch). But, I agree, from the little I can hear, he sounds far less awkward as an adult (don't we all?). I keep meaning to mention how much I like Becky starting to head up the stairs after her argument with Darlene, only to stop and realize, "I don't live here anymore" and head home. It's so very sitcom-y, so on paper I wouldn't like it, but nine years watching Becky and Darlene stomp up those stairs after an unpleasant encounter means it makes me smile. While equally simple, I also like Dan's "I ain't seen that movie in 20 years; the classics really do hold up" when Harris declares "you're ruining my life" and huffs off. Roseanne and Dan getting a front row seat to Darlene dealing with a mini-me should be great.

Which makes sense, since Laurie Metcalf studied Don Knotts in the role of Barney Fife and took Knotts to lunch to pick his brain, in order to inform her portrayal of Jackie.

It's not typically my type of music, but for some reason I have liked that song consistently ever since it came out. I had it on a mix tape (recorded off the radio, as one did) back in the day - titled "Move Out" because I recorded it before I'd ever heard a DJ announce its title - and I have it on my iPod to this day. I don't seek it out, but when it comes up on shuffle, I always dig it.

You're not alone at all; that's an oft-discussed storyline, with ample sympathy for Becky's situation and understanding of her ugly response to it. You should check the Original Recipes thread for the various previous discussions of the topic, as it's always thoughtful and interesting.

But she broke up with Gary. When he gave her the ultimatum, she'd already decided to leave the force, but she didn't tell him that.

We hardly ever ate cafeteria food; we brought lunches to school. There must have been a cafeteria at my elementary school for those who didn't (I remember the auditorium, with the stage at one end, and I think there might have been a mini-cafeteria at the other end), but all my memories are of eating outside, everyone with their lunch boxes, and sometimes sharing/trading food based on what our parents had made us. When it rained (which wasn't often; this was Los Angeles), we ate in our classrooms, and I don't remember anyone having to run out and get food to bring back. So I really don't think the cafeteria got much use. In junior high/high school, I know we had a cafeteria, but - although the lunch boxes had been placed by lunch bags - most people still brought their lunch. The cafeteria was down the hill from all the patios with lunch tables, and I do remember walking down on the occasional Friday to get a slice of pepperoni pizza instead of bringing a lunch. Which makes no sense, because the pizza was terrible! I don't think I ever ate anything else from there, other than maybe stealing some of my friends' fries, so I have no other specific memories of what was an offer, but I think it was the kind of menu that gives school cafeterias their bad name. We had a food truck for our "nutrition" break in the morning, and sometimes I'd get a bagel from that.