Tonight on the TiFaux: Desmond Is My Favorite Lostie
I don't care if he can see the future, if he's already lived it, or if he's just nuts, I love Desmond like The Others love kidnapping. Like Sawyer loves nicknames. Like Charlie loves being a whiny baby.
But sadly, we're back with Jack and Sawyer and Kate this week. So probably no Desmond. And Charlie probably doesn't die. YET.
And there are a bunch of shows I don't watch: American Idol, ugh, again, FOREVER; Jericho, some sort of a "hit" now, even though the pilot was predictable and silly; Friday Night Lights, which is gets this year's Veronica Mars Award For Best Show No One Watches; and Top Design, which I hear from some very reputable sources is terrible. Apparently Wednesdays without Desmond make me very negative.
We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming: OMG. OMG. Gross. This is the description of a TLC show called That's Gotta Hurt: "A BASE jumper's botched landing into a shallow river drives his femur through his flesh; a seven-month pregnant woman learns that her baby is growing in her abdominal cavity, not her womb." EEEE!!! Followed by Menopause at 22, which is pretty much self-explanatory, and probably a relief after that whole abdominal womb thing.
2 comments February 21st, 2007