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I love the awkward, changed dynamic in that one, where Darlene is now a "them" rather than an "us" and thus all her snarky comments about Lanford, the Conner house, etc. now sting.

Aw, Dr. Carter. I love Benton giving him his white coat, but not giving it to him personally, just shoving it in a cardboard box and having Jerry say, "Dr. Benton left this here for you." That's so perfectly them.

Nah, as I've said before, Moonlighting cured me of the need to stay with a show to the end; it doesn't matter how much I liked it before, it matters how much I like it now, and once entertainment has stopped entertaining me, I stop watching. Somewhere in season six, that's what happened.

That "don't get above your raising" realism was one of my favorite things about the show. Frustrating as hell, but totally realistic.

Same here, and I'm normally someone whose preference is for a suburb close to downtown -- close enough for a good commute, but far enough out to get a little more space. But in Paris? (Or anywhere I was going to be living short-term.) I would live as centrally as I could afford. I can't believe she chose something all the way out in the 19th.

I love the first four seasons, but season two is by far my favorite of those. WW has one of the strongest first seasons of any show I've ever watched, but there is still some of the "finding our way" awkwardness that makes it less enjoyable than the second season. Season three is bookended by the pile of utter garbage that is Isaac & Ishmael and the ridiculous Simon Donovan thing, but I do love pretty much all that falls in between. Season four has the Toby/Andi/pregnancy storyline that I can't stand, and is just all around less memorable than the previous three seasons but still wonderful. So my ranking goes: two, one, three, four I can't include the other seasons; five I haven't seen in so long I don't remember much about it, and I'm the same way with season six (and it was somewhere during that season that I stopped watching the show, so I've never seen it in its entirety), and season seven I've never seen.

That seems a rather innocuous use of the song, as it cuts off well before the extended orgasm portion kicks in.

Being someone selected to appear on HH, I'm sure she was insufferable, but I've never had a kitchen that didn't have a pantry and have thus never put food in the cabinets. I don't need a walk-in pantry, and in fact I don't need anything resembling a large pantry as it's just me and I use my refrigerator and freezer far more than my pantry. And if there was adequate cabinet space, I would adapt to the absence of a dedicated pantry with ease. But I would, upon touring a kitchen without one, make note of the lack of a pantry as an oddity, since it is unusual to me.

Oh look, the league has found a way to get me to root for the Chargers.

I had salmon and a warm kale and shiitake mushroom salad tonight. At lunch I had the Asian slaw with ginger peanut dressing discussed above. I used a good bit less honey and a good bit more ginger than called for, and tamari instead of soy sauce, and made it the night before so the flavors had plenty of time to hang out together, and it was good. Maybe even very good. Simple and tasty, at any rate, and I just loved how colorful (and flavorful) the slaw was.

Are you uncomfortable going by yourself? When I have a friend who likes the artist I'm going to see, I invite her/him, as it's nice to make an evening of it, but if I'm the only one who likes the performer enough to want to see the concert, schedules don't work out, or whatever, I just go alone. The concert experience is every bit as good, so unless there's a reason you need someone with you, I encourage you to go rather than skipping something you'd like to do. I saw Hall & Oates years ago, with Chicago, and it was a good show. I was only a casual fan of both, and wouldn't have paid to go (this was back when I worked in the music industry), but I'm glad I went -- it was a fun experience.

I think Jackie would have been miserable in a desk job (for the police or any other employer, but especially for the police where she knew what it was like to be out doing the things she'd now just be hearing/reading/writing about). Her jobs were all either active or interactive, and she's just not a good fit for sitting in an office. And she didn't have a kid to support then, so there was no need to suffer through something just for the paycheck and benefits.

Yeah, I think it's written that way because that's how Sorkin is, not because he's consciously making a statement that women have always been and continue to be subjected to that particular variety of crap from their enlightened brethren. Sorkin is the kind of sexist who thinks he isn't sexist (and, ugh, he's so frustrating -- every once in a while he'll admit something he does wrong, but then he'll just go on and do the same damn thing on his next show), and that comes through not just with how he writes women, but how he writes the men around them, too. Season two is my favorite, hands down, so I'm glad you enjoyed it so much.

Let's hope Darin Morgan writes one of those ten. (And that Chris Carter writes zero, but I know that wish won't come true.)

From your little seating diagram, it seems like the people who have the two seats in between yours wouldn't have any reason not to accommodate you -- the seat you'd be asking someone to move to is just as good as the one they have. If you asked the people to the right of you to switch, one of them would have to give up having an empty seat next to them, so they may need a beer bribe. But I think you'll be all set with the people in the middle. If for no other reason than they won't want you two leaning over them if you need to communicate about something, but I think mostly just because it's no big deal if I'm reading the seating chart correctly.

Only if you're black. Just ask Gabby Douglas. I loved Trevor playing Bill O'Reilly off. My favorite part was his take on O'Reilly's infamous remarks about eating at Sylvia’s: "This is so racist, I can’t even be mad about it. Because you realize, in Bill O’Reilly’s mind, going to a black restaurant was basically going to be like walking into the middle of the Rodney King riots. Like, he thought people wouldn’t be ordering food, they would just loot the kitchen and run out with their order."

Jerry, not Bob, but yeah -- at the same time they got the amnio results they were told they were having a girl. But then Roseanne wound up having a boy in real life, and Jerry Garcia had died, so they decided to make the Conner baby a boy and name him after Garcia. I do not believe the fetus having been identified as a girl was ever addressed.

Yes, of course she thought horses; an intruder was perfectly logical as her first thought under the circumstances. I don't want to belabor my point, but I do want to make clear what I'm arguing. I have no problem with the fact she heard that noise, and then saw the glass, and assumed it was an intruder -- that's where most people's minds would go. My problem comes with the fact she shot to kill based on what was only an assumption - personally, before I put a bullet in someone's head, I'd want to know it was an intruder,* given the possibility, however unlikely, it was actually someone I knew - and that she was so blasé about it when she realized it wasn't a burglar. *Not that I'd shoot an intruder who was sitting in a chair with their back to me, rather than posing an immediate threat to my life, and not that I'd shoot anyone, period, because I don't have a gun. But for purposes of putting myself in Grace's shoes. And, now, I'll stop talking about it, because I still love Grace and the show despite the odd handling of this storyline. You're right that she should have called the police, and, no, I don't think she did; as far as I can remember, she only called Frankie (on the walkie talkie).

I know she called her on the walkie talkie, but she took long enough getting down there - and Frankie has such a history of doing the exact opposite of what she's told/is logical to do - that it wasn't ruled out so completely that one should just go ahead and shoot the "person" who looks just like Frankie from behind through the head; it was technically possible, at least as I'm recalling the events this far removed from seeing them, that Frankie had come back in the house while Grace was getting the gun and making her way downstairs (the studio is only a few feet away). Even if that was 100% impossible, it could have, as I said originally, been one of the kids, sneaking in for some reason. Also unlikely, especially given the broken glass, but maybe one of them had an issue at home and decided to come spend the night but didn't want to wake anyone up in the middle of the night to announce they were there and hijinks happened trying to get in. Lastly, even if it had been an intruder - sitting down, with their back to her - I'd have been turned off by turning burglary into a capital crime. But my big issue is that she had no idea who she shot, and did not seem to care that she wound up shooting "someone" who was zero threat to her, or even her property. There was no, "Oh, thank god that was just a dummy!" second-guessing of her decision to play armed vigilante. It was just, "Oh, pish - it was only a dummy." She thought she was shooting a person in the head, and never once seemed to give a shit about that, or care (other than wanting her to shut up about it) that Frankie was freaked out by the whole thing.

Exactly; people start and end at different times, so it's just common courtesy to schedule meetings everyone needs to attend at a time when everyone is there. And even if everyone got in at the same time, I'd never schedule a meeting for that time/right after that time -- people need a cushion in the morning to get situated, check emails and voicemails, and just generally adjust to the workday.

There are nine in a bag, and I force myself to make three servings out of that. I love those things.

I don't know if they were wives or girlfriends, but, yeah, there used to be two women who were with them in the commercials (long, long ago when this ad campaign first started).

I don't like Shep, but, oh man, he just killed me in Raoul's last episode.

Yeah, if it was so important to sit next to his friends, they should have selected empty seats that would accommodate all of them. Maybe the others had already booked, and he bought his later, and there wasn't another block available for them to move to and all be together. But why is it so important, to the extent he'd ask somebody to move out of their reserved seat, for him to sit by his friends to watch a movie? You're staring at a screen, not socializing (hopefully).

I think it's like the great herring war -- sure, the actors may be laughing, too, but it's exactly how the characters would laugh at Blanche, and at their own remarks, so I don't count it as a character break, because I think it came out just how they intended to film it.