March 25, 2008

I felt so embarrassed for Dr. Andy when Nikolas freaked out on the operating table.  What kind of anesthesiologist can’t keep his patient under?  Of course, that whole experience just solidifies my resolve to NEVER go to GH for an operation.  You probably couldn’t have a colonoscopy without flatlining.   

Sonny’s level of crazy has been steadily increasing the past month or two.   If he keeps going on this way, he’ll be shaving his head and kidnapping Robin in no time.  There’s got to be some sort of plan behind his behavior, right?  He’s torching buildings, kidnapping people without a shred of evidence, and not listening to the Holy Hitman’s words of wisdom.  It’s just unusual for Sonny, though I suppose is more true to character for a mob boss.  He’s definitely due for a fall of some sort.  The man is awfully comfy with his power these days; he was even threatening men in front of his father!  I miss the Sonny of yore who knew he was poison and pushed people away because of it.  If this recent bout of lunacy is heading back towards that, then I’m all in. 

It is time for Claudia to start acting on her big talk.   She hasn’t done anything but sleep with Sonny, cry, and share inappropriate chemistry with her brother since she came to town.  Get to work, girl! 

I’m still dumbfounded as to how Carly drove to Michael in less than 30 seconds.  Did Diego learn how to warp time in addition to his HVAC and bomb-making skills in the last year?  She also managed to get the whole story out of  Michael in less than a minute.  Who knew she had such sweet parenting skills?  It took my mother days to get me to admit when I painted a cabinet with nail polish. 

Did anyone else find the scene when Wes from Everyday Heroes was just going on and on and on about their temporary host quite strange?  It’s one thing to try and make Sam jealous but he just couldn’t shut up about the woman.  If I were Sam, I’d have told him and his fantasizing to “get a room!”  Geesh. 

My favorite line of the week:  Rick saying, “Do me a favor; don’t call me crazy.  I’m a little bit sensitive about that subject.”  Sometimes I miss crazy, kidnapper Ric.  He kept things interesting! 

Wasn’t it lovely to listen to Robin admit her fault in hiding the paternity?  It’s so cathartic when characters actually address their own hypocrisies. 

Carly’s little dream of pool with Jason served little purpose but to remind me that, at 27, I’m insanely jealous of Laura Wright’s decade older body.  

Now for a quick history of my feelings on Jasper Jacks:

The Brender Years--I hated him. 

The V Year—I thought he was an idiot for not dating her.

The Chloe/Skye/Courtney Years--I tuned out.

The Spencer Year--I tuned back in just in time to remember that I hated him.

The Last Two Weeks-- I think I may have just fallen in love with dear old Candy Boy, after all.  Listening to what he’s had to say about Michael’s upbringing and playing second fiddle to All Carly’s Mobsters has been sweet music to my ears. Yeah, yeah, it’s sad he lost another child, but really, is that a small price to pay for my affections? 

I’m totally bummed that Jason’s hand will soon be just fine and dandy.  The injury had such good storyline potential!  Oh well, we’ll just have to keep searching for his kryptonite. 

May I just say I love the idea of Maxie working for Kate?  Here’s hoping we have a scene of the two of them dressing up Diane and Alexis soon!

 The Gourmez