My sister Amanda put me on text hold saying “I'm going to hopefully get a couple of rats real quick. I'll take pictures and send them to you. Hopefully they're good juicy ones!” Imagine my confusion. Well here she is with said juicy ones. She gets some sort of strange satisfaction out of this. I adore this lady.
Put the rats out of your mind now and focus on my super mild Brie. It’s what’s for dinner. The paper plate really added to it too.
I am obsessed with the tv show The Blacklist. No really, I am obsessed with the tv show The Blacklist. I watched 7 seasons of about 22 episodes each, all within 3.5 weeks. That includes some 16-hour Sunday marathons. I could write essays on the characters, the storylines, and all the statements on humankind the show makes. But to spare my poor readers from spoilers, and just to spare my poor readers full stop, I will not. Here is a picture of the Blacklist poster I recently added to my tv wall of fame. I love that he is chained to a chair, and she is standing over him with her holstered gun. You can’t tell because of the hat, but he is partially bald. We have had male leads with lots of hair, and male leads with no hair, but very few if any with a very much receding hairline. It was a bold choice for the show, and it works. Cheers, James Spader!
What other shows are on my poster tv wall of fame? The X-Files, Breaking Bad, Sons of Anarchy, Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Conspicuously missing: House.
