You all may recall that my ceiling just fell unprovoked? Just one moment it was up there where ceilings live and the next moment it was checking out the floor, up close and personal?
Earthlings, is it ironic then, that the slight bit of demolition that was left took the majority of time they were here? That there was, at one point, a rather large man hanging by a crowbar from the ceiling and it still would not budge?
I don’t know if it’s real irony or just Alanis Morressette irony, but it was still just fucking unbelievable.
But finally, later than they’d anticipated due to unexpected difficulties with the demolition, the drywall is up. The mudding guy comes tomorrow.
I’m hanging out on the couch in the dining room, listening to the various pops my house makes, writing thank-you notes and waiting on the drywall guys, who will be here this afternoon. It’d be nice if the dog would just hang out and be chill while they’re here, but I’m already imagining that I’m going to have to hang out outside with her so they can work.
From this angle, though, I can really see what went wrong with the ceiling and why we can’t just nail the other ones up. Imagine, if you will, that instead of hanging a ceiling, we were hanging slices of bread from my ceiling joists. Maybe like French break sliced longways. I don’t know. Clearly, this isn’t a particularly realistic metaphor. But we hang the slices of bread, nailing them into place. Then we put a heavy layer of peanut butter over the slices. Fine. No problem. But the bread starts to dry out. And now the weight of the peanut butter starts to become a problem. It’s pulling the dried out bread down, literally right off the nails.
And now you see the issue with attempting to nail the ceiling back into place. You can put nails into fresh bread and the bread will keep together. How many nails would you feel comfortable saying you could drive into a piece of stale bread without it crumbling?
Mmm, now I want fresh bread. Damn you, metaphors.
This episode was better than others this season, since things happened. Still, many of the things that happened were stupid. Why would Bill, Mr. Mainstreamer, convert to this? I’m not saying it couldn’t happen. I’m just saying I need to see more than ten weeks of boring committee meetings to understand why it happened. Why would Erik give two shits about saving Bill? The second Bill said he was “evolving,” Erik, as the character has been established, would have discounted him as a potential ally. Even after the year of Sookie nookie, I can believe he’d be bummed about that, but not that he’d be so fucking stupid.
In other stupid developments, let me just point out that “the right thing” would have been to go to the press or the military authorities and say what happened and face the consequences. A person who is justifiably aggrieved might still be wrong about what would set that grievance right.
And Tara/Pam. Ugh. There is literally no reason for this nonsense. Why do we have to work up to them liking each other? Why does Pam have to be so racist? It just doesn’t feel true to her character at all. I feel like, once she came to grips with being tied to Tara, she would have made it as pleasant for herself as possible–i.e. not being such a ridiculous grouch about it.
But in good developments, the stupid Ifrit plot is over with. Sam is finally just being the decent guy they keep trying to “complicate.” Andy Bellefleur is now the hilariously touching moral center of the show. The werewolf pack seems to kind of be understanding now how deeply they are fucked. Steve Newlin has a pet.Lafayette seemed more his normal self.
And last but not least, Sookie was great. I mean, I might be grading on a curve here, because I usually loathe her character. But she took initiative. She tried to save herself. She figured some shit out and has some other mysteries to solve. She wasn’t annoying! This is a character you can build a show around!
So, you know, it’s a good thing she finally showed up.