On Our Way To Crazy

I don’t think I’ve ever really posted about TV before, but with all the season finales lately, I need to get my thoughts out. And also, maybe not obsess about TV so much.

What About Brian. What about Brian? What is going to happen to him? Will the ABC gods hold onto him and my cute little Dave? I hope so. I have to know if Dave slept with that video game whore (he totally did) and how he and Deena are going to reconcile (because they have to) because they are DAVE AND DEENA and even though I have only known them a few weeks I completely understand why Adam said everyone wants to be Dave and Deena. And speaking of Adam – he’s a person! With heart! And feelings! I’m so glad they gave him emotions just in time to break his heart as he watched Marjorie and Brian fight in that way only people with a sexual connection can. He knows, he said so himself. Poor Adam.

Gilmore Girls. Kari said it much better than I could – everything is just so wrong. This is not the behavior of the Luke and Lorelai they gave us in the first few seasons. This is pod person Luke and Lorelai. It’s all wrong. And while I remain firmly on the anti-Logan train, I have to say that their goodbye scene totally got to me. I remember those feelings all too well… when the goodbye you’ve been dreading for so long is suddenly happening, and you don’t know what to say or how to act so you just cry. And then they leave. And then you cry. It sucks. I’ll stick with my girls through the last season, but I think it might be tough. I want my old characters back. (And dear sweet lord could they have wasted any more time on those troubadors? Sheesh.)

Amazing Race. Watching Ray and Yolanda hit the mat before MoJo made my whole night last night. I could not take any more of them, with the whining and the griping and the obnoxious. I liked them less than the hippies, and I do not like the hippies. All my hopes are riding on Ray and Yolanda at this point… I need them to win. It’s the only way this season will have been worth watching to me.

Grey’s Anatomy. Ohhhhhhhhh boy, Grey’s Anatomy. Y’all, this is the best show on TV, hands down. It. Kills. Me. It makes me cry more than Extreme Home Makeover. I’m dying to see what they do in the finale, since the last episode had a bit of resolution to it. We saw George and Meredith kind of talking, Izzie made her move on Denny (who I think is going to die soon, and I also think Izzie will be the intern who leaves the program), Alex showed a bit of a heart and had a successful surgery. I hope we’ve seen the end of Meredith and McDreamy. I like the vet. I’m kind of over McDreamy in general, despite my overwhelming love of Patrick Dempsey that has existed since the fabulous Can’t Buy Me Love. (“He went from, like, totally geek, to totally chic.”) I hope we get some drama with Christina and Burke… not breakup drama, but something. They are my favorite GA couple. Whatever happens, I am pumped. Two hours spread over two nights might be too much for me to handle.

(Also – Happy blogiversary to me! I think it was actually yesterday, but since I personally celebrate Birthday Week, I figure my blog can, too. Wish it Happy Birthday! Buy it some presents! It likes Crate & Barrel.)