I think Lisa's cool. But I don't think Dean's in love with Lisa (not yet--maybe he falls in love with her over the summer) and I'm not particularly interested in her as a romantic partner for him, but death? Seriously? That's how you fix things?

I suppose I'm just a crusty old git and showing up 10 years later and then falling in love could be totally romantic, but I find the premise pretty creepy. Nobody better do that to me.

I just looked at the page It's really--people? Not funny.

Dean: Come on, Sam. I'm beggin' ya. This is stupid.

Sam: Why?

Dean: Going to visit Mom's grave? She doesn't even have a grave--there was no body left after the fire.

Sam: She has a headstone.

Dean: Yeah, put up by her uncle, a man that we've never even met. So you want to go pay your respects to a slab granite put up by a stranger? Come on.

Thank you!

Okay, hmmm - if the Campbells were all killed - maybe we can hope that he was her maternal uncle and might be still around.

(Do you recall how in depth the killing of Mary's connections went?)

Here are the phone calls Sam was making in The Kids Are All Right. Mind you the production edits had them out of sequence. I italicized those that seemingly are sequential, but they're in the order presented in the ep:

Sam: Hi. I needed to check some facts with your secretary about a fire that occurred on November 24, 2006, in Lawrence, Kansas. Hardacker was his name...okay. Great.

I was just trying to find out the date he died.

This is police chief Phil Jones.

July 13th?

Could you check the records for me for a Robert Campbell?... July 19th, 2001... Dead on arrival. [scratches out the name Matt Tichenor on his papers. Another Campbell name is already scratched out]

What I'm after is cause of death... Heart condition? Wasn't he a cardiac surgeon? Wouldn't he have known about that?

I'm looking for information on Mrs. Wallace's death... Two deaths? Who was the other? Ed Campbell... Any survivors?

No that's all I needed. Thank you very much.

[to Ruby] Oh my God, they're dead. All of them. All my mom's friends. Her doctor. Her uncle. Everyone who ever knew her systematically wiped off the map one at a time. Someone went through a hell of a lot of trouble trying to cover their tracks.

Ruby: Yep. The Yellow-eyed Demon.

I found the quote from The Kids Are Alright:

Sam: They're dead. All of them. All of my mom's friends. Her doctor, Her uncle -- everyone who ever knew her, systematically wiped off the map one at a time. Someone went through a hell of a lot of trouble Trying to cover their tracks.

Hmmm. . .

According to Entertainment Weekly, Supernatural Season 6 premieres on September 24. Happy Birthday to ME!

Read a crossover fic with D/C and DW Ten and Donna. Not till I was almost finished did I realize why everything felt very off. The setup was that Dean and Donna have very wacky non-human people as traveling companions.

I can't believe in a Dean without Sam, and Sam wasn't even mentioned, let alone present in spirit, memory, or flesh.

Of course, my SPN is not so much other people's SPN, I know this. Not sayin' it's wrong, just different - Gordon Walker

You'd think Dean would have to have amnesia to forget Sam that completely.

It would have been better had Sam and Dean been such a thing that the Doctor was surprised to find one without the other.

It's fascinating to watch Houses of the Holy now. Dean is so Scully here, with contemptuous sauce on top. Just you wait, Dean Winchester. One angel is going to mean a hell of a lot to you later on.

I love later on, too, in whatever episode it is, when he says, "My friend Cas." Dean has so few friends. None, really, unless you count Bobby, and I think the father figure there overshadows any buddy vibe. I don't think he knew Ash long enough to count him as anything more than an ally, and even Ellen and Jo I think fell under some vague heading of family or comrade rather than friend, with its connotation of companion.

And Sam's not his friend. Sam is his everything -- his family, his home, his responsibility, his proudest achievement, but not really his friend, or not very often anyway.