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Did Grissom have his snarky pants on tonight, or what? First, he gets snarky with David, and then he gets lippy with Doc Robbins. Were I the latter, I'd've boxed his ears with my crutch, but the good doctor clearly values his employment, because the crutch stayed perpendicular to the floor. Tonight's episode was much stronger than the previous few, as they returned to the one or two-case formula that has served them so well in the past. Gone, too, was the endless, overwhelming personal drama that saturated so much of last season, though I'm sure it will make a resurgence. Melodrama is like bad gas; it lingers.

( Without a Trace Rant-Mild Spoilers, Maybe )

In non-TV news, the USPS left a note on my door. Apparently, they tried to deliver Salazar when I wasn't home.~woe~ I hope they come back tomorrow because if they don't, I have no way of getting him. It also means that my tentative plans to see Wallace and Gromit may be shelved for the day.

Well, I'm off to make hay with SLS 53, and so I will see you tomorrow.