Jessica, ITA with your assessment. I'm also irked at the lack of subtlety. Everyone is drawn with the broadest strokes imagineale as Good Guy or Bad Guy. I also can't get past that the prison guard looks like William Shatner which is a somewhat damning offense. I can't decide if I want to keep watching.

Aside from the pretty, I'm drawn to Prison Break because it seemed easy, and now isn't, an in a Jack Bauerish way, I want to see how he pulls out from his meticulous type A plan and improvises his way out of prison.

I also don't think that good and bad are clearly painted. Sure, there are cartoon villains, but his cellmate isn't one or the other, nor is the leader of the black guys.

His cellmate is also the character that I like the most at this point precisely because he is the only one I can recall as not being all bad/all good.

The shows stretches my plausibility meter in ways I don't like.

My plausibility meter is pretty much broken by Fox. I don't work so much on evaluating the likelihood of events so much as of reactions.

So I walked out of my house this morning and my car wasn't there. A couple quick calls revealed that it wasn't towed by the City of Somerville, but the helpful lady saw that the plates had been run by Boston early this morning, because it had been towed... in Dorchester. Ergo, my car has been stolen.

(Which is annoying because my car is a standard, and a beat-up old 11yo Civic, so if you're going to grab a car, you would think it would be a better one, no?)

Now I have to get on the phone and start things up with the insurance company and find out what shape the car is actually in, and so on. Aaaargh.

Aw, crap, Theo. That really sucks.

That truly does suck.

Things that are a mystery and kinda annoy me:

The cat who bangs on the bedroom door at 5:30, waking me up. The door was wide open.

Same creature has taken to sleeping in an old carrier half filled with old files, in the closet. Which wouldn't be annoying, but I accidentally shut him in this morning. Thankfully, I needed a bandaid, so he isn't still trapped.

They put soap in one of the fountains at a gas station. Piles and piles of foam. Not really annoying, just weird. And why do gas stations have fountains?

People who think they can go straight in a turn lane.

I apparently can't drink from a cup while looking in a mirror. Coffee everywhere. Why.

My curling iron is spontaneously shutting itself off. In five minute intervals.

More as the day develops.

Timelies and gronk again. Couldn't sleep again last night. Went to bed at 10, finally passed out around 2. Ugh.

Ack, Theodosia, that really sucks.

Theo, there's no chance that you have an alternate personality with business in Dorchester?

No?

Okay, that truly sucks.

Poking head to post that, according to the Buffista Calendar, today is Lyra Jane's birthday. Happy birthday, Lyra Jane! With lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year!