I fully expected President Obama to come out in a tux and holding a flute of champagne when he appeared Sunday night to deliver the news about Osama Bin Laden. I also expected him to look like this:
Wow, people. I know that NBC has been on a serious anglophilic kick in its programming over the last three years, and that Merlin is the first British series to air (in prime time!) on mainstream American network television in a couple of decades, and I hope that you all don't pillory me for saying this (because I've got Merlin fans on ye esteemed
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How am I going to henceforth spend my Mondays? I mean, really, I've got nothing to get me through the next few decades of torpid Sunday nights and interminable reruns of Desperate Housewives.You may love him or you may hate him, but I think we can
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You know what, flist? Sometimes you wake up on a windy Tuesday morning and realize that the only way that you're going to get through the day is to see Quasar getting his clock cleaned by a Watcher.
And this is why you DON'T INTERFERE with people who have an official stance of non-interference:
As I've mentioned previously, I work for one corporate megalith that, due to tarantellic machinations, the vicissitudes of the market, and deliberate power plays, is now co-located in the same building as another corporate megalith
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