Okay, so it wasn't actually Martha Stewart, but rather a women who looked uncannily like her. She was power-walking quite determinedly across my street, much as I imagine Martha Stewart herself would.
Also, what's up with Raiders fans? I'm sorry if any of you are one, but in general, Raiders fans seem to be total assholes who drive trucks/pick-ups/excessively large SUVs, the bigger and more poorly handled the better. Argh!
MY FORMERLY-BRIEF THOUGHTS ON "BLANK"
Okay, Lana, "the love of [Clark's] life" . . . *PUKE* Seriously, that scene in the Talon was ridiculous! I mean, I used to be a Clana fan, I really did, but honestly! It just has to end. The discussion by the lockers was excruciating, which, of course, it was supposed to be, so good job with that, but I just don't know how much more I can take. Also, can they PLEASE stop jerking Chloe around. The poor girl!
Clark: "Yay, Chloe, we have this new bond 'cause you know my secret and I can finally trust someone."
Chloe: "I'm totally here for you, Clark, and will always protect your secret and take care of you. I'm also cute and smart and spunky. *Insert cute Chloe-ism here*"
Clark: "Oh wait, there's Lana. She walked down the stairs in slow motion and is currently standing by a door, so I will completely ignore you, Chloe, as I shoot my flaming (and not in a gay way, 'cause Lex is unfortunately not around) spunk all over the Talon."
The heat vision jiz . . . priceless, as always.
Let's see . . . Chloe rocks, and thank god they didn't cop out and actually erase her knowledge of Clark's powers (my friend and I were freaking out when we thought they might do that). There's only so many times Clark's friends can conveniently lose their memories. They must all have at least some mild brain damage at this point.
So the Sheriff of Smallville can apparently waltz into a private research facility in Metropolis with an 18 year old girl and demand to search the premises without a warrant. I know that this is the world of Smallville, in which logic has absolutely no place, but c'mon!
Lex & Clark . . . made me want to cry. Why can't they just trust each other. They'd be SO much happier and could have lots and lots of sex and pie. Who doesn't want lots of sex and pie?
Also, to the writers of Smallville: Onyx (though fantastic and amazing and all that crap) does NOT make up for barely having Lex in any other episode this season! Seriously, people, MORE LEX!
And Clark, honey, knocking the shelf filled with jars of kryptonite over, smashing the jars, and effectively putting the substance no more than four feet further from you than before . . . not so much (but there I go again with Teh Logic and Teh Science . . . silly me).
Oh, and someone seems to have misplaced Martha and Bo.
With all of that said, I did enjoy the episode, but I, unlike many of you, am actually quite enjoying the utter ridiculousness that is season 4. Maybe it's the weed . . .
ALIAS: AN ASININE OBSERVATION
So we noticed that they’re doing something new on Alias. When they first cut to a location now, they’re bringing up each individual letter one-at-a-time on the bottom of the screen, accompianed by a funny little ding/beep sound.
One of my friends pointed out that this was how it’s done in The Hunt for Red October while I brought up The X-Files.
My other friend ammended that one, because of course, there was no fun beeping with the letters on The X-Files.
To that, I added “And they used Courier New!”
We all found that really funny. In retrospect, I’m not really so sure, but now that I’ve gone to all the trouble of typing up this nonsense, I’m just going to go ahead and post it anyway. Whatever, at least we entertain ourselves.
*ACTUAL SPOILER (I guess): The hand thing - EWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!*
I apologize for all the editing. I just keep having more thoughts on the episode.