True Blood, Second Episode

I should be excited about a show about a guy with a big penis, but I am not.

Yeah, still not digging the black man in chains motif, especially on a show that’s this crappy about race.

But damn, Eric is fine.

Oh, chest hair, I’m glad to see you making a come-back.

Poor Lafayette. He sold Jason out for nothing.

I’m very glad that I never had to go to church camp. I would not have been able to sing that crap with a straight face.  And I’m glad Jason is still an idiot.  But it’s embarrassing to see that he’s fallen in with idiots just like him.

And how beautiful is Eggs?!

Okay, I’m no Christian, but do they have to portray every Christian on this show as a secret asshole or fool?

But, as always, the stuff with Sookie’s grandma is nicely done. Subtle and easy, kind of like I wish the rest of the show were.

And I’m going to stick to my theory that both the Reverend and his wife want Jason and will try to sleep with him.

Okay, I also thought the football game was nicely done. I think I tutored a guy just like him in high school.  That scene told us more about him in a short time than anything all series.

Is the metal they put in your hip really that strong?

Ugh, but I don’t want Terrah to have been jealous of Sookie’s long blond hair.

Okay, I laughed when that chick screamed because the towels were dirty.

It’s not just me, right, but it’s like they just skipped the interesting and complex writing about Christians and replaced it with “The Idiot’s Guide to Southern Christian Stereotypes?”

Jess’ka?  Jess’ka? I’m going to have to think on whether I’ve ever heard Dr. J. called Jess’ka.  It seems more likely that she has three and a half syllables not two.

Hurray!  Erik!

And Terry!  Between Erik and Terry, they save the show.

And has Mary Anne been eating all day?  I guess I could use a good guide to how to spell these people’s names.

If I’d spent all day eating, I’d be shitting, not dancing.

Being a vampire seems like a lot of passive aggression.

“Muslim Buffy with a Dick.”  When this show works, it works really well.

And are we taking bets on how long it is until Jason is a vampire?

I hope they make Lafayette a vampire.

And I kind of hope Bill goes ahead and kills that whole family.  But good lord I have no desire to see the Sooky pissing and moaning about this next week.

So, in some regards, the writing improves.  In other regards, it still is what it is.

I Saw Him

I was at the kitchen window, drinking some water when I saw a man walking from the far back tree that curves over towards the big brush pile. He was thin and wearing a white and red checked shirt.

And I was like, “Who is that?” and I saw the neighbor’s dachshund traling behind him, but he was too thin to be my neighbor, by far. And then I thought, “Cool, I hope we can establish a neighborhood tradition of walking through each other’s back yards, because I really rather walk Mrs. Wigglebottom out to Lloyd through back yards than down the Pike.”

But he never came out on the other side of the brush pile.

I’m going to admit that, when the girls first told me about seeing him, though they each told me separately, I thought they had concocted a good ghost story for me as a somewhat fitting housewarming gift.

But I saw what I saw.

Our Hour-Long 45 Minute Walk

Well, one of the nice things about all the time we’ve spent in the Bend is that the dog and I are now huge fans of the Bell’s Bend Park, which, much like the rest of our neck of the woods sucks. Seriously, if you thought my neighborhood was all firebreathing babies eating puppies while the puppies shoot lasers out of their eyes right at you, the Bell’s Bend area is even worse!

There, in addition to to the babies and the puppies, all the plants are crossed with poison ivy and fling ticks at you.

And it’s ugly.

Do not go there. Do not come here. Stay away!

So, this morning, we meandered over there, and, even though it was very warm, went for a walk.  All kidding aside, this is one of the most beautiful parks in town.  The hills are all gradual and at the top of every one of them is something either beautiful or interesting to see.  The paths aren’t paved, but they’re well-mowed and we saw lots of birds and bees and butterflies.

Someone was running around, even though I told her to mind her knee and would run into the shade, where she would plop down in the grass and look up at me with a huge grin and simply refuse to move until she had rolled around in the shade enough.

So, it took us a little longer to walk than it would have on a cooler day, but it was worth it.