I know I’ve got some family and friends out there, reading the public face of my blog, that are waiting for me to post big news. It’s coming. I’ve fed the Play Dough into the machine and pushed the button. Gears are turning. I just don’t know what’ll pop out of the chute yet. So, suffer (or just call me). 🙂
In other news, it should have been completely obvious to me that the protagonist’s girl was gonna have to get offed so that our Hero could make his final metamorphosis into the edgy ass-kicker we’ve been waiting for. I mean, it’s the oldest plot device in the book. So, I’ll just chalk it to the show’s superb ability to reel me in and string me willingly and blindly along that I didn’t even care about predicting this or analyzing it.
My only whine for this week: I sure wish the new hero didn’t have to bite it so quickly. The show could use a crone character with that hard-earned, hurts-so-good insight and tough-love wisdom that I admire. I’m starting to weary of all of the adolescents running around in big people’s clothes, being self-centered (for evil or good). Something’s gotta give. I’m ready for some truth telling.