The True Blood Season Finale

I am completely bummed about Jesus. I am semi-bummed about Tara, but I suspect she’ll go the way of Steve Newlin, who got his just desserts. Ha ha ha ha ha. The question is whether Jason’s about to go that way as well.

It was a mess of a season finale. I forgot how hot Rene was, but I was glad to see him. I was shocked they actually let Sookie kill what’s her face.

But it went quickly, which is more than I can say for most episodes this season.

Edited to add: Oh, I forgot to say “WTF with that pronunciation of “Samhain”? I’ve heard it pronounced many different ways, but never with three syllables. It’s like how Favre is pronounced like the v and the r switched places. It makes no sense, TV. None.

Sunday

The dog and I are half-napping off our trip to the parks this morning. First we went to Bells Bend, where we got a full nose of various allergens and then we did my park for review. No matter how many times I go there, I can’t believe how beautiful Bells Bend is. I can’t believe it’s a place you can just go. When we got there, some boyscouts were finishing up an overnight trip and Mrs. Wigglebottom and I both stared at one father who was pulling a metal sheet via a rope, kind of like a sled type set-up, if you can imagine, upon which his cooler sat, upon which his son sat. It seemed like a bad idea, a delightfully fun bad idea, so I was sure to smile in encouragement.

Our park was Kirkpatrick, which is the type of park where you ask yourself, “Do I bring the dog with me for my protection or leave her in the car to guard the car or leave her in the car so no one tries to steal her?” When two out of three options involve leaving the dog in the car, you leave her in the car.

On the way home, though, we drove by a house I looked at when I was looking to buy. It and its neighbor had both been renovated when I was buying. Today? The paint was already peeling off of the back of the house on the corner and the house that was in my price range looked as if the paint were slowly washing off. I emailed Kathy and told her that I suspected they painted the outsides of the houses with room paint, not house paint, just based on how bad it looked. I know I was a picky, unsure client, but I tell you what, she steered me to a solid house in a nice area and the issues we’ve encountered have all been standard issue “You own a home” things like “Surprise! You get to replace your water heater!” or “Just wait. You’re going to have to get off your septic tank eventually.” Nothing like “Oops, the house you’ve owned for three years doesn’t have paint on the side of it any more!”