I think if I had been down with Joan/Mycroft in the first place her turnabout would have been comprehensible. But I wasn't.

ita, I found this definition of "just deserts":

poetic justice: an outcome in which virtue triumphs over vice (often ironically)

Sometimes I think copy writers use words/phrases that sound right, if even they're not.

Just desserts or just deserts? That reminds me of the Panic! Video where Spencers idea was a desert paradise, but he wrote dessert, and somehow it had gotten too far into production to stop. So there is a dessert paradise in Nine in the Afternoon

Desert is one of those archaic words that survive in sayings and phrases. It means that which is deserved.

I have never seen it written any way but "just desserts". Consider me educated, but still confused why they'd pick the archaic spelling unless they're v. caught up in their eruditeness.

However, I find myself mostly given up on the show after this episode. There's no one left I feel for. Hannibal will not get his just anything, Will Graham has perplexed me beyond empathy, and everyone else is just running around and not accomplishing anything.

eta: Oh, CSI: Cyber got picked up.

Really? Huh. The ways of CBS are mysterious.

"Just desserts" sounds like trying to have your pudding if you don't eat your meat.

Consider me educated, but still confused why they'd pick the archaic spelling unless they're v. caught up in their eruditeness.

I recognize I am the queen of nitpicking, but desert is correct and dessert is not. They're different words with different origins (although both derived from the Latin for "to serve").

CSI: Cyber got picked up.

"No one in this world ... has ever lost money by underestimating the intelligence of the great masses of the plain people." -H.L. Mencken

And The Mentalist has been renewed. I have mixed feeling about this. On the one hand, more Lisbon and Jane, yay! On the other hand the show seems to be past its prime. I thought Red John being dead would make the show just about perfect, but some of the other changes they've made get in the way of Jane/Lisbon banter. Plus losing Rigby and Van Pelt makes the show less interesting. I guess having it is still better than not having it. But dammit, Jane and Lisbon need to give each other shit every episode.

I concede on deserts. 45 years of ignorance out the window. Still don't like the show anymore.

I very nearly gave up on Hannibal - if Will had actually done what it appeared he had last week, I'd've been out and done; but I'm weirdly satisfied with where it is now. Not in any rational way, but I don't really give a fig for rational. It's not really a procedural so much as an elaborate and excruciatingly detailed nightmare that happens to bear some vague resemblance to a procedural if you kinda squint. Will would be an irredeemably horrible person if he were remotely real, but he's a dream trapped in someone else's dream inside a fever dream by Bryan Fuller, so I am oddly content to hand over all my empathy to him again.

And, damn, if I had the power to hand out Emmys for the delivery of a single line, Lara Jean Chorostecki would get them all this week.

(I really have no rational defense to offer, none at all, but I fell hard in love last year when Dr. Bloom was reading Flannery O'Connor to poor comatose Abigail, and it's hit all my grotesque/monstrous/moral buttons ever since.)