Procrastination Post! (full of spoilery goodness and commentary)
I love how I justify my absence in one post, and days later carve out a good 20 minutes (that I don't have) to play and update. Whatever.
I have many thoughts on many things, so here we go!
So there's this little debate here over at
greysanatomy where they're debating Addison's age.
Personally I always thought she's about 40 or 41 and the whole Mark thing was also born out of a mid-life crisis coupled with the classic 'wah, wah, my husband loves work more than me, adultery seems to be the answer.' All this is doing is reinforcing the idea that Addison is a dirty whore who is afraid of being alone Mrs. Robinson clone.
But then I saw this lovely little sneak peak of Thursday with Addison staring at Alex as though he is a chocolate covered banana of lust. I refuse to admit she wants his pickle for any reason other than he pulled a reverse-psychology deal saying he didn't want her. Sure, Alex, we all believe you. Way to go the way of the other whores interns.
Which brings me to my next point:
If Addison is going to use Alex a-la 'how Addison got her groove back' whatever. Be that attending. Or rather, join the club of those attendings.
But Alex, please, after Izzie gave you the shaft for Denny (a much older man), it seems you've been lusting after older women (remember cancer patient in the bar, anyone?). If you're going to do this, please take a page from the psycho's book, and go to the geriatrics wing and find yourself a rich sugar momma with one foot in the grave so you can at least justify this behavior to cynics like myself.
And I wish I could be more hopeful that Shonda will stop with Mark's internal "what's my motivation" playing out before the camera even after this delightful Thursday promo. But as
distant_dreamerand I figured out long ago... Mark's expendable, so after all, who really cares about making him a dynamic character. Even the baby thing (which was amazing) was quickly overshadowed by the "I'm an ass again" from last week.
And DMD, I love you. I really do. You're so pretty to look at and that makes my Thursdays worth it just to see your drool-worthy face for the ridiculously small fragments of time when Shonda lets you out of your cage. But please get an acting coach. Could the "I'm crying on the inside" have been any more painful to witness/listen to?
The answer of course is no, it couldn't have.
Ideally, next week Addison (and others) will pass out in the OR, Mark will flip out making Alex realize "hmm... a young child such as myself really shouldn't stand in the way of all this history that needs to be worked through." Then Mark and Derek will bundle up in all sorts of bio-hazard gear, sporting the latest spring fashions of the "Stayin' Alive" Line and will reaffirm their mutual love, respect, and admiration for each other before bravely facing death special effects. Then they will come out as the heroes, thus re-establishing their friendship and spreading warm-fuzzies all around and Addison will wake up (both literally and metaphorically) and realize that pulling a Desperate Housewives and screwing the teenage hired help really isn't the way to go.
Of course... this all means that none of it will happen. ::le sigh::
Whatever.
In other news, Grey's Anatomy has completely ruined commercials for me. Which sucks because I'm a complete news junkie. I watch at least 2 hours of the news a day... and it's typically much higher. And here's the thing: I see the Microsoft business commercial and all I can think is "wow, that guy had the hots for Izzie's magazine spread" so then I really can't take it seriously at all. Then there's that FedEx commercial that uses a song that also happens to grace the Season 1 (plus part of Season 2) Soundtrack, so all I'm thinking is "where is emo!Meredith?" Then let's not forget that good ole' Best Buy commercial where crazy-stalker-girl professes how many days a week she'll agree to watch football, and all I can think is that the guy next to her must clearly be chained at the ankles because she's a crazy stalker who was struck by lightning! (*insert crazy Izzie-like laugh here*)
Okay, time to go and block out the memory of how much time I've wasted.
I have many thoughts on many things, so here we go!
So there's this little debate here over at
greysanatomy where they're debating Addison's age.
Personally I always thought she's about 40 or 41 and the whole Mark thing was also born out of a mid-life crisis coupled with the classic 'wah, wah, my husband loves work more than me, adultery seems to be the answer.' All this is doing is reinforcing the idea that Addison is a dirty whore who is afraid of being alone Mrs. Robinson clone.
But then I saw this lovely little sneak peak of Thursday with Addison staring at Alex as though he is a chocolate covered banana of lust. I refuse to admit she wants his pickle for any reason other than he pulled a reverse-psychology deal saying he didn't want her. Sure, Alex, we all believe you. Way to go the way of the other whores interns.
Which brings me to my next point:
If Addison is going to use Alex a-la 'how Addison got her groove back' whatever. Be that attending. Or rather, join the club of those attendings.
But Alex, please, after Izzie gave you the shaft for Denny (a much older man), it seems you've been lusting after older women (remember cancer patient in the bar, anyone?). If you're going to do this, please take a page from the psycho's book, and go to the geriatrics wing and find yourself a rich sugar momma with one foot in the grave so you can at least justify this behavior to cynics like myself.
And I wish I could be more hopeful that Shonda will stop with Mark's internal "what's my motivation" playing out before the camera even after this delightful Thursday promo. But as
distant_dreamerand I figured out long ago... Mark's expendable, so after all, who really cares about making him a dynamic character. Even the baby thing (which was amazing) was quickly overshadowed by the "I'm an ass again" from last week.
And DMD, I love you. I really do. You're so pretty to look at and that makes my Thursdays worth it just to see your drool-worthy face for the ridiculously small fragments of time when Shonda lets you out of your cage. But please get an acting coach. Could the "I'm crying on the inside" have been any more painful to witness/listen to?
The answer of course is no, it couldn't have.
Ideally, next week Addison (and others) will pass out in the OR, Mark will flip out making Alex realize "hmm... a young child such as myself really shouldn't stand in the way of all this history that needs to be worked through." Then Mark and Derek will bundle up in all sorts of bio-hazard gear, sporting the latest spring fashions of the "Stayin' Alive" Line and will reaffirm their mutual love, respect, and admiration for each other before bravely facing death special effects. Then they will come out as the heroes, thus re-establishing their friendship and spreading warm-fuzzies all around and Addison will wake up (both literally and metaphorically) and realize that pulling a Desperate Housewives and screwing the teenage hired help really isn't the way to go.
Of course... this all means that none of it will happen. ::le sigh::
Whatever.
In other news, Grey's Anatomy has completely ruined commercials for me. Which sucks because I'm a complete news junkie. I watch at least 2 hours of the news a day... and it's typically much higher. And here's the thing: I see the Microsoft business commercial and all I can think is "wow, that guy had the hots for Izzie's magazine spread" so then I really can't take it seriously at all. Then there's that FedEx commercial that uses a song that also happens to grace the Season 1 (plus part of Season 2) Soundtrack, so all I'm thinking is "where is emo!Meredith?" Then let's not forget that good ole' Best Buy commercial where crazy-stalker-girl professes how many days a week she'll agree to watch football, and all I can think is that the guy next to her must clearly be chained at the ankles because she's a crazy stalker who was struck by lightning! (*insert crazy Izzie-like laugh here*)
Okay, time to go and block out the memory of how much time I've wasted.