Shhhhh…

Lots of old-timey poets were independently wealthy, or had wealthy patrons. As if it matters.

I still think Tyler roofied Daniel, crashed the car & then blamed it on Danny. That was step 1 in his on-hold plan to take over G Enterprise. He will return next week. Is my bet. Probably.

I can't look at William Devane without hearing his over the top Bobby Kennedy voice from some godawful tv movie, back in the day when networks made tv movies.

They should've cast a girl for Declan's character. At least then the high soprano voice wouldn't be so jarring & out of place. What the hell were they thinking?

All Henry has ever done is whine & pine for Siobhan. He just reacts to events, never doing anything on his own. So annoying.

I knew I had heard that song before but I thought it was from Vampire Diaries. And that is about as much thought as I gave to this episode. At least there is some glimmer of hope now that Henry knows who is who.

If you're looking for more than some laughs from Fillion & the boys (Katic only rarely,) then you're probably looking in the wrong place. Castle episodes don't always, if ever, make sense. Judge them on whether they make you smile or laugh. If they make you think, then the folks at Castle HQ have overstepped their…

Fillion has lost some weight compared to the past couple of seasons. He was a bit of a porker there for a while. Of course, if you compare him to his Firefly days, he looks like a chow hound.

I believe it's called "cunny."

Oh come on, no reference to the obvious crossover, Smash the Voice?

Do you believe in miracles? Yes, I'm 160 years old! Fuck you Dick Clark!

Hey, great idea! Now, instead of imagining myself driving a bus or playing baseball, I'll just think of Willie Nelson with boobs. I mean, not that I have that kind of problem.

Good point. She's like the female Willie Nelson — popular performer who's written hits you never knew about. Only with boobs.

Ha. I'm 6' 4", so yeah, I grew into my huge hands. I thought I was so cool, palming an NBA ball when I was 14. It's been all downhill from there. I never could dunk, though.

I had a football fetish when I was a kid (it's become a soccer ball fetish now — Tor Fabrik.) The Rozelle ball was the Holy Grail. Part of its attraction, of course, was the lack of stripes, which made it unlike any other ball. Fortunately I had huge hands so I could grip it from an early age. I'd imagine I was Terry…

Or just the "Giants on a roll" thing. Density probably has nothing to do with it. Though maybe fate does. Or the Dolly Llama.

What exactly has Dolly Parton done since 9 to 5 that makes her remarkable? Are there really so few "remarkable" women who appeal to the geriatrics who'll be watching this drivel that they have to trot her out?

Seeing as how its audience is probably mostly old people who have nothing to do on Friday nights, they probably do need to spell it out. Still, it's not nearly as hand-holdingly silly as CBS. Check out A Gifted Man some time. Or rather don't.

Best not to think too deeply about the nature of the beasts. It all kind of falls apart when you do that.