Also, I enjoy imagining that she's mooning over a grown-up and miraculously rehabilitated Jason Street, somehow.

I'm going to come out and say it: GCB was a lot of fun and, I thought, kinda good.

Her slugging percentage is off the charts.

Capped off by Vicki NEIGHING, of all things.

Shut up, Leonard!

Ladders.

His expression after Jeff slapped him was absolutely priceless.

This comment, and both points within, should have significantly more likes.

Anything that provides steady access to James Purefoy (other than my Rome dvds and, uh, the internet) is fine by me.

And yet the network's inability to launch anything actually successful is the only those beloved shows still exist.

This was, as it always is, the very first thing that came to mind at mention of a perpetual motion machine.

Seconding Pushing Daisies and adding Better Off Ted.

In which I bemoan tonight's Jays' loss and entreat the "Nationals" to return to the true north, strong and free and French.

This is exactly what I started thinking, that she may become the master game player instead of including her pretty awesome grandmother.

Need I remind you, this is NOT a courtroom.

Oh, Wallace.

I can barely even look at Theon. They certainly found someone whose outer appearance matches his inner.

@avclub-fd19554ceaa7801c874e9062855a6cd7:disqus &@avclub-954aef1dd01f3d3bb8e12966116cfdd1:disqus Fair enough, I half figured he was otherwise engaged.

I am disproportionately upset that they killed off Rakharo.

Amazing.