Veronica Mars is back… yeah. I know I shouldn’t say this but even at like 3pm today I was thinking, VM is back… I’m not completely psyched. But, after just having finished watching Veronica Mars I’m completely psyched it’s back with its smarmy self!

I will also own up to the fact that on numerous occassions, VM has made me tear up. It did again tonight and no unfortch it wasn’t over a Veronica/Logan moment or some really deep character development, it was over #25. er Oscar the Monkey. Being a vegetarian and/or vegan for the past 16 years, I’m a crazy animal rights freak. I’ve been arrested for protesting before, I’ve stood outside in 15 degree weather naked, and I’ve even come close to punching an old lady in a fur coat before so this was bound to happen folks. Yes, Ducky has quite the past you know nothing about.

“Show Me The Monkey” was an ode to animal activists everywhere including our VM star Kristen Bell who was Worlds Sexiest Vegetarian 2006 according to PETA. The Hearst testing labs had their monkey, 25 and twenty lab rats stolen and the researchers/merchants of torture and death were in a fit over it. Veronica was on the case. Click “more” to continue reading…

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Seriously I heart these early auditions. At one point a couple years ago I really hated them because I just wanted to get the the kids we were going to be focusing on for the next 12 weeks. I like getting a jump start on the one’s I’ll hate and the one’s I crush on. About two seasons ago I found myself just simply awe struck by the horrid auditions and the delusionoids that subject themselves to national humiliation.

So, I say bring on the freaks, the tone deaf, the mentally handicapped, the toothless, and the shameless! I’m all about it.

A few of my faves tonight were the heavy sweaty Paula lover with the bitch ex-wife. He was killing me. As was the brilliant piece of work who somehow fashions herself as a sexy “conservative and innocent” woman. Um, who’s going to break it to her that she’s none of the three mentioned? The right breast was always an inch from creeping out of that hideous black outfit and Simon slayed me with the “Janita, you’re a handful” comment. Could those boobs be more of a mess? Damn.

For one second I want to pause and recognize a moment of silence for what had to be a semi-mentally handicapped individual. The boy who loved Elvis and had busted yellow teeth. You know who I’m talking about. He of the purple suit. I don’t even know what to say about him.

The standouts for me as well as the judges were the Castro look-alike/Jason Mraz wannabe with the goat herders hair. I bet he cleans up well and with that voice, I think we have a Top 24 contestant. Also a possibility is Melinda Doolittle the uber-nervous backup singer with some self esteem issues and some power pipes. Girl…

Until tomorrow night… Damn that President of ours for interrupting Idol time. How dare he.

Chapter Twelve “Godsend”

It’s been a really long time since we last saw our resident Heroes and for the most part it was well worth the wait.

Now before anyone jumps down my throat and says “what do you mean for the most part” I have to say that I loved all of it except for the same two storylines I’ve had problems with all along. More on that later.

“Godsend” begins two weeks after saving the cheerleader and Peter’s vision of going radioactive.

We find Peter back in New York but in a coma and the poor guy is still having visions of the bomb incident. This time though, he’s seeing a homeless looking guy stealing from people’s purses and laughing hysterically. The more he dreams of blowing up the more intense the visions become until he finally wakes up screaming his frakkin’ head off! Who wouldn’t? That’s one scary vision.

Peter takes off and decides he needs to find Radioactive Man (Sprague) who’s hiding out in a wooden shack in the Nevada desert but sees the homeless in his vision walking through a cafe stealing and confronts him.

“You can see me?” says Christopher Ecceleston’s Claude, The Invisible Man. It was pretty fascinating to watch him throw Peter against a pole wondering how the hell he can see him! I love me some Ecceleston. Click “more” to continue reading…

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Remember the guy from New York City who during the Season 2 So You Think You Can Dance auditions wore a fur coat and was quite flamboyant and gave Nigel a run for his money while asking who the hell Mia Michaels was?

Well kids, tomorrow night he, Ian Benardo, descends upon the American Idol auditions and I cannot wait to see what he has in store for Randy, Simon, and Paula.

Here’s to hoping he’ll still be exuberating fantasticisms.  If you need a refresher, click here.