Thursday kills me
You guys? Thursday night is why I love TV. Bullet points for all!
You guys, that was old school. And I loved it. LOVED. IT.
- Oh, Michael. You and your total inability to deal with other people. I heart you, and I heart this show when it's about you. "Kids, your daddy left that face-hole!"
-FLUFFY FINGERS! AHAHAHAHA. When Michael sent everyone out, I kept waiting for him to try and tickle Stanley, and the apocalypse that would have then ensued. First dancing phalanges, now this? It's fingers week on my TV! (Oh, don't be gross. Stop it.)
- Darryl is a Blood, a Crip, a something else, and a Newsie. Of COURSE.
- Angela Kinsey is a beautiful pregnant woman. Angela Martin writes a killer Mad Lib. "A man eating cat food!"
- I now want to go into every meeting at work with the patented Dwight Count-Down Method of Negotiation at the ready. Five four three two one do it do it do it do it! I win.
- Now, I loved Pam and her glasses as much as anybody, but...what was the point of that, exactly? So Jim could hold her hand at the end? Will we see more of this? (She totally had that slightly cross-eyed "I don't have any lenses on right now, and that's bad" look down, though. Also, with her nose on the notebook while taking a message? Heh.) Also, I heart the fake proposals. Pam's middle name is Morgan?
This is going to live on my Tivo forever, simply for its all-around hilarity.
-Floyd. FLOYD! I'm confused about him right now (douche, or no douche?), but Jason Sudeikis is so cute and I want them to live happily ever after, and she went to the airport (and wolfed her sandwich!) and...yeah.
- Is it wrong that I sort of love Kathy Geiss?
- Aww, Pete with the giant fan, producing Liz's reunion with Floyd. I heart Pete. (Also: "I was thinking we could go to that barbecue joint where you puked." "You'll have to be more specific." Hee.)
- Drinking competition with teamsters, eh, whatever, EXCEPT: "Alcohol? That smells just like mountain-people milk! I've been drinking that since I was a baby!" HAAAA.
- Jack must have done something in this episode, but I don't remember. Oh, except that he got sung to by Jonathan! I love Jonathan.
So, my dad has this theory that a good movie is a movie you wake up thinking about the day after. This was one of those episodes that wasn't all action-packed knock-em-sock-em (i.e. no Ben, no Sayid), but it was actually sort of squeezed full of important stuff, you know? And I totally woke up today with Lost on the brain. So, yay?
- YAY YAY YAY Jack/Kate!, except that I think I've completely lost the thread of their relationship. It's been so long, and there was the Juliet kiss (though I liked Juliet's explanation of it), and some fun, sexy times with Sawyer, and honestly, seeing them together in a house with walls and real clothes and a Millennium Falcon toy(!) is totally weird. Still, a) they're, uh, hot; b) I retain my Jater-(ugh)-ness; and c) according to vague comments by Damon and Carlton, this is not The End for Jack and Kate. Also, when we heard the voice in the shower, I was all, "Why is Sun in Jack's shower? Now, THAT would be surprising."
- "I SAVED YOU!"? What?! Douche. Nice bit of character-driven dialogue, though.
- So, Jacob Christian Shephard is scary and awesome back in play? This puts Jack's comments about his dad in "Through the Looking Glass" into some perspective. Also, hello, psychic prophecy! From, like, four years ago!
- If that is the end of Claire, I think I'm okay with that, even though I like her. What a way to go! She's like Elijah! Also, Christian totally needs a chariot of fire.
- Uh, how does removing smoke alarm batteries make anyone safer? That was confusing. ('Cause, you know, the rest of it made perfect sense.)
- At the end of this show, Juliet is going to turn out to be either a) perfectly trustworthy and harmless, or b) the root of all evil (or at least working under her own agenda), and I think either choice is totally believable at this point. Why is she so hard to read? I like what Elizabeth Mitchell does, but I just can't decide about Juliet.
I think I had more to say about this, but some of it's escaping me. Maybe more later? After I have at least pretended to do my job for a bit today?
You guys, that was old school. And I loved it. LOVED. IT.
- Oh, Michael. You and your total inability to deal with other people. I heart you, and I heart this show when it's about you. "Kids, your daddy left that face-hole!"
-FLUFFY FINGERS! AHAHAHAHA. When Michael sent everyone out, I kept waiting for him to try and tickle Stanley, and the apocalypse that would have then ensued. First dancing phalanges, now this? It's fingers week on my TV! (Oh, don't be gross. Stop it.)
- Darryl is a Blood, a Crip, a something else, and a Newsie. Of COURSE.
- Angela Kinsey is a beautiful pregnant woman. Angela Martin writes a killer Mad Lib. "A man eating cat food!"
- I now want to go into every meeting at work with the patented Dwight Count-Down Method of Negotiation at the ready. Five four three two one do it do it do it do it! I win.
- Now, I loved Pam and her glasses as much as anybody, but...what was the point of that, exactly? So Jim could hold her hand at the end? Will we see more of this? (She totally had that slightly cross-eyed "I don't have any lenses on right now, and that's bad" look down, though. Also, with her nose on the notebook while taking a message? Heh.) Also, I heart the fake proposals. Pam's middle name is Morgan?
This is going to live on my Tivo forever, simply for its all-around hilarity.
-Floyd. FLOYD! I'm confused about him right now (douche, or no douche?), but Jason Sudeikis is so cute and I want them to live happily ever after, and she went to the airport (and wolfed her sandwich!) and...yeah.
- Is it wrong that I sort of love Kathy Geiss?
- Aww, Pete with the giant fan, producing Liz's reunion with Floyd. I heart Pete. (Also: "I was thinking we could go to that barbecue joint where you puked." "You'll have to be more specific." Hee.)
- Drinking competition with teamsters, eh, whatever, EXCEPT: "Alcohol? That smells just like mountain-people milk! I've been drinking that since I was a baby!" HAAAA.
- Jack must have done something in this episode, but I don't remember. Oh, except that he got sung to by Jonathan! I love Jonathan.
So, my dad has this theory that a good movie is a movie you wake up thinking about the day after. This was one of those episodes that wasn't all action-packed knock-em-sock-em (i.e. no Ben, no Sayid), but it was actually sort of squeezed full of important stuff, you know? And I totally woke up today with Lost on the brain. So, yay?
- YAY YAY YAY Jack/Kate!, except that I think I've completely lost the thread of their relationship. It's been so long, and there was the Juliet kiss (though I liked Juliet's explanation of it), and some fun, sexy times with Sawyer, and honestly, seeing them together in a house with walls and real clothes and a Millennium Falcon toy(!) is totally weird. Still, a) they're, uh, hot; b) I retain my Jater-(ugh)-ness; and c) according to vague comments by Damon and Carlton, this is not The End for Jack and Kate. Also, when we heard the voice in the shower, I was all, "Why is Sun in Jack's shower? Now, THAT would be surprising."
- "I SAVED YOU!"? What?! Douche. Nice bit of character-driven dialogue, though.
- So, Jacob Christian Shephard is scary and awesome back in play? This puts Jack's comments about his dad in "Through the Looking Glass" into some perspective. Also, hello, psychic prophecy! From, like, four years ago!
- If that is the end of Claire, I think I'm okay with that, even though I like her. What a way to go! She's like Elijah! Also, Christian totally needs a chariot of fire.
- Uh, how does removing smoke alarm batteries make anyone safer? That was confusing. ('Cause, you know, the rest of it made perfect sense.)
- At the end of this show, Juliet is going to turn out to be either a) perfectly trustworthy and harmless, or b) the root of all evil (or at least working under her own agenda), and I think either choice is totally believable at this point. Why is she so hard to read? I like what Elizabeth Mitchell does, but I just can't decide about Juliet.
I think I had more to say about this, but some of it's escaping me. Maybe more later? After I have at least pretended to do my job for a bit today?