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Avast proved its worth and mettle the day before yesterday by stopping two trojans dead in their slimy tracks. They came from ads on an MMA/wrestling news site that Roomie frequents because he just can't stop himself. I'm convinced and sending off for the registration key next week.
I watched CSI:Miami out of sheer boredom on Monday. Now, I haven't watched Miami religiously since a few weeks into the first season, when I realized that David Caruso's wooden screen-hogging was going to stink worse than a fish fart in soy sauce, but I've watched my fair share of marathons on A&E and have kept abreast of salient developments through board chatter. So I was confused by last night's episode. When did Wolfe, Mr. OCD Detail Freak, morph into Blase Man? He spent most of the episode trying to sweep the accident under the rug because he "was hungry" and pooh-poohing critical pieces of evidence to the contrary by insisting they could've been the result of the crash without bothering to spare them more than a cursory glance. Has Wolfe really become so careless and oddly indifferent to his job, or was this yet another example of using a Bizarro World plot contrivance to help another character show off? I noticed that Walter was getting his mad forensics swot on.
Speaking of Walter, I love him, but the more I watch, the more he reminds me of Hermione Granger. It's not necessarily a bad thing, given Hermione's ultimate contributions to the wizarding world and the fight against Voldemort, but such eager-beaver posturing does grate at times.
Eddie Cibrian still sucks. He's like HoCaine Junior.
Prediction time for The Mentalist: Red John is Lisbon's boss. I made the same prediction last year, but I just wanted to put it out there before the next episode airs to ensure rump-shaking rights if I'm right. The darkhorse prediction is Bosco, who has an obvious infatuation with Lisbon and a rabid hate-on for Jane, but most of my money is on the boss.
I was going to write about Cameron's uber-nauseating sendoff speech on House, but just thinking about it"You ruined him." Flames, flames on the side of my face! Flames! And my teeth, how they grind and crack. makes the veins in my neck throb and pulsate like priapic bloodworms in a Tijuana titty bar, so I'm going to refrain. The combination of it and the imminent arrival of a steaming bukkake shot of Mactimomy on CSI:NY could prove harmful to my health, especially since I'm vengefully premenstrual.
I watched CSI:Miami out of sheer boredom on Monday. Now, I haven't watched Miami religiously since a few weeks into the first season, when I realized that David Caruso's wooden screen-hogging was going to stink worse than a fish fart in soy sauce, but I've watched my fair share of marathons on A&E and have kept abreast of salient developments through board chatter. So I was confused by last night's episode. When did Wolfe, Mr. OCD Detail Freak, morph into Blase Man? He spent most of the episode trying to sweep the accident under the rug because he "was hungry" and pooh-poohing critical pieces of evidence to the contrary by insisting they could've been the result of the crash without bothering to spare them more than a cursory glance. Has Wolfe really become so careless and oddly indifferent to his job, or was this yet another example of using a Bizarro World plot contrivance to help another character show off? I noticed that Walter was getting his mad forensics swot on.
Speaking of Walter, I love him, but the more I watch, the more he reminds me of Hermione Granger. It's not necessarily a bad thing, given Hermione's ultimate contributions to the wizarding world and the fight against Voldemort, but such eager-beaver posturing does grate at times.
Eddie Cibrian still sucks. He's like HoCaine Junior.
Prediction time for The Mentalist: Red John is Lisbon's boss. I made the same prediction last year, but I just wanted to put it out there before the next episode airs to ensure rump-shaking rights if I'm right. The darkhorse prediction is Bosco, who has an obvious infatuation with Lisbon and a rabid hate-on for Jane, but most of my money is on the boss.
I was going to write about Cameron's uber-nauseating sendoff speech on House, but just thinking about it
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