ME TOO. I for-real stopped what I was doing to Google pictures of Skarsgåard’s hairline then tried to find other stills from this movie to make sense of this image.

They’re not going to Wally West us on Arrow with Oliver’s kid becoming a significant character, not even if Samantha bites it. The revelation that Oliver has a kid will have some impact, but the kid himself is unlikely to be present for more than a couple of eps.

The best case long-term scenario for my preferences is the kid will ultimately stay with his mother (or if she’s killed, her relatives) because of the jeopardy he’d otherwise face. If that isn’t Samantha who gets buried, we’re in the clear beyond some drama between Oliver, Felicity, possibly Laurel, and definitely…

Since killing a woman to motivate a male character is a proper fridging, we can call kakking off a kid a mini-fridging. However, they killed a kid last series, so they probably won’t double-dip. Samantha is far, FAR likelier to be the body in the grave.

My hope is that if the kid is used much more, it will be exclusively limited to making Oliver’s campaign manager hyperventilate into a paper bag. This guy didn’t even want Oliver around Laurel because it could bring up the scandals from Ollie’s misspent youth. Learning his boss has an illegitimate child would give the…

The kid is a distant second runner-up for this year’s fridging, lagging well behind the likelier death of his mom. I’ll take either pining for the fjords over losing Quentin.

These crossovers gave me such joy. I laughed when Cisco made Oliver laugh with that Cupid crack. Ditto when Barry explained Oliver could either hug him or face a speedforce-hug.

Yep. However, we’re talking about a scene where no first responders noticed the unconscious man in JJ’s kitchen. There was some weak writing in that bit.

He wasn’t playing dumb, just asking for details about her specific power set. I liked how they handled that convo.

Simpson threw the blues out the window. He was trying to dissuade Trish from taking the red, and bragging a bit about his tolerance to the reds while he was at it.

In the midst of this hell-night, this comic cracked me the fuck up. Thank you.

Internet stranger here who must share your feed. The snarling vows to not vote for Clinton if she wins the nomination frighten me. I keep wondering if Clinton would ask Sanders to be the VP; if he would accept; if that would be enough for the scary supporters to vote Dem.

I have moved into my new house. I have also now sufficiently recovered from six weeks of pneumonia and some complications to tackle updating a café table, two end tables, and a mirror frame.

NAILED IT.

As far as I’m concerned, all will be forgiven if they give him even one line where he admits something that makes sense was why he left. He needed time to mourn privately all he had lost; he made a promise to do something if he was ever freed; or (and I would hate this) he needed to see medical specialists. Just give…

I like Henry returning to (presumably) be both dad and medical professional to Barry. His medical license probably hasn’t been reinstated yet, but he’s perfect to be a consulting physician about Barry’s injury. Plus, he needed to return so Sara could snag the room at the Hostel for Awkwardly Absent Recurring…

People are riding gigantic fire-breathing cobras in Hathor’s poster, Katharine. Gigantic fire-breathing cobras as steeds behind the goddess of love. As an archaeologist, I suspect this movie will be amazing as long as I am the drunkest I have ever been in my life. I probably ought to pack a bite-stick jic though.

That hadn’t occurred to me. That would be amazing.

They showed Oliver announcing himself as the Green Arrow on Flash, so I’m optimistic that will work both ways.

It would have been amazing to see Robert Queen in the Van Dyke.