Previously! Deanna and NPR Chairperson Reg mourn their dead son by listening to Trent Reznor, as you do. Reg is moved to tears by the ’90s emo, and I’m crying, too, Reg. Because Carol made you guys a sympathy tuna casserole, with a “We’re truly sorry for your loss” card, which Deanna promptly sets on fire. She then leaves the tuna noodles out on the porch, and that’s how you get ants, Deanna. Continue reading
Category Archives: Television
We’re so excited that Hoarders is coming back to A&E. I’ve made no bones about how important I think the show is and how much good it’s actually done for people both on the show and the viewers.
Hey, Don’t Judge Me will eagerly await new episodes, ready to talk openly and honestly about mental illness, always trying to be respectful to both families and viewers. See you then!
Previously! Father Gabriel is setting up a new chapel. Alexandria found work for him, too. A gift of strawberries from someone named Rosemary has him freaking. He tears a page out, then more and more, ripping the book into shreds. DAMN SON, YOU LEFT HARD.
Fun fact! Rosemary mythologically is a symbol for remembrance of the dead. Can’t stop remembering the people you locked out of your church, Gabriel? And strawberries symbolize purity, passion and healing. I guess there won’t be healing as long as he can still remember his own dead, huh?
But enough about him. I came here to chew bubblegum and get turned on by Daryl Dixon on a motorcycle, and I’m all out of bubblegum. [dirty bass line] Continue reading
GUYS. I had jury duty, and they picked me. So sorry for the delay but an actual person’s LIFE WAS ON THE LINE. Who cares, let’s talk about cookies and buttons! [Previously!]
We open with Sasha looking at some pictures of white people enjoying themselves. Seriously? They couldn’t do a sweep of empty houses and remove personal memorabilia? And were there no people of color in Alexandria? Welp, she can’t sleep, so she goes to the gun libraries (Republicans are probably salivating at that concept), checks out her sniper, promises Olivia that if she gets a boar (pfft, she’s hunting Walkers) she’ll make sure to send her prosciutto seeds (a leg)… Continue reading
Previously! We open with our group approaching the gate at Alexandria, which opens for them. Carl sees a young girl watching them from one of the damage houses at the entrance. Love interest, spotted! Also spotted: opossum in the trashcan, which Daryl quickly puts down, telling the guys at the gate, “We brought dinner.” Ahahaha. Continue reading
Last week a little mother-and-son bonding evil-doing turned into Henry disintegrating and Abbie and Katrina hurling back to 1781. Now? It’s time for Abbie and Ichabod to reboot their relationship in the colonial era in the midst of pivotal battles, Katrina scheming, and a special guest star we like to call Mister Hundred Dollar Bill, the ever-charming and gleeful Ben Franklin. Aww, yeah! Continue reading
The cleanest man in the Apocalypse is now in the hands of Sasha and Maggie. Or is he? Continue reading
Given the episode title, I think we all expected some revelations to surface in “Awakening”; what we might not have realized was how much the series itself would wake up, finally tackling work we’ve been waiting to see this entire season. Seeing Abbie and Ichabod somehow returning to a time when they must explore their roles as Witnesses, instead of just talking about it in circles? Watching Katrina at last beginning to develop a character and purpose? The series delving into what the hell makes Sleepy Hollow so Sleepy Hollow-y and re-embracing that? Check, check, and check. Let’s dive in, shall we? Continue reading
A group of engineers makes use of Ichabod’s old Cave Grave set to stumble upon a spooky looking seal on the floor. “Don’t you want to see what’s down there?” the most curious one asks. “Honestly? No!” another answers.
Smart dude! But pffftt, you think a completely understandable wariness about what this next episode might bring to an already-rocky second season of Sleepy Hollow is going to stop any of us from taking the plunge? HELLS NO! *dives inside* Continue reading
Hello hello!! Welcome back from the hiatus, the one where we questioned sticking with this ugly world, because everything good seems to get snuffed out. Well, at least we still have the moral compass that is Tyrese.
Whew. Continue reading