I watched that one too, and really liked it (though it was a bit mucus-filled for my taste). But the villain was great.

yes, it was. But Thrakazog was genius. That name exchange between him and the Tick was priceless.

It needs to be noted that the Evil Midnight Bomber What Bombs At Midnight was voiced by Maurice Lamarche, aka The Brain of Pinky and the.

Huh. I could have SWORN that it was Dan Castellaneta, since EMBwBaM sounds so much like Krusty the Clown.

Top Chef: I really really want to be there for AB taking Tres out for yakitori and getting savage drunk. I love them both muchly.

I think the interaction between Hung and Tres could be interesting-- Tres seems like he could be a fan boy, and while Hung isn't nearly as annoying as Marcel, he is very open about being an asshole.

I thought it was interesting that they chose 2 top people and 4 bottom people. I wonder if Hung and Tres' dishes were just that much better than everyone else's, or if they are switching from 3 to 2 top people.

Teddy news: He had a difficult day yesterday, and the vet recommended he be brought in for IV fluids. This involves an overnight stay with bloodwork at the beginning and end.

We called the vet a bit ago. She said that, based on the results of the bloodwork, they spiked the fluids with extra potassium. Teddy's alert and interested in his surroundings, which is an improvement over yesterday.

We'll visit tonight before the vet office closes.

TC: I thought that maybe it was that they were clearly the top two but that weakest were weak for different reasons than the top were the top. I mean how do you balance unfinished stuff with stuff that is not very good with stuff that totally sucks. I think that there was some discussion (Tom's blog mentions that they had to check the rules) about whether they could keep Howie in - given that he hadn't finished the challenge and when it became apparent that they could -- then it was obvious that Clay had to go because his dish tasted the worse.

Hooray for excellent Teddy news!

This bug bite has swelled to the size of two bloated half-dollars. It's taking up half my hand and stretching my skin. And I've got another one on my other hand, now! There's some kind of bug in my bed, I guess.

I wondered why I was being charged 90¢ extra for the brown sugar for my porridge (which isn't Cream of Wheat, but I can't be arsed--it's mostly white), and then I tasted it. Yup, that's about how much sugar they put in. Next time, nowt.

Good grief, that's expensive sugar.

The internet is randomly broken, interfering with both work and avoidance. Annoying.