day 7
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Similar to the whole Charlize Theron/Rita Leeds thing from two days ago, I love Martin Short (OMG, if you haven’t watched Only Murders in the Building, do it), but his turn as Uncle Jack Dorso in “Ready, Aim, Marry Me” is just … gross. First off, Martin Short, an able-bodied man, is playing a disabled
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First off: 400 posts! I am getting closer to surpassing my previous blog in number, which I am honestly a little surprised I might actually be able to do. Ahem. Anyway … Honestly, Twinkle Marie from “Gateway Shuffle” could fit into this day’s challenge because she was just so blah, but since I already used
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There is just something so flipping adorable about people fumbling around, unsure of themselves, as they try to reveal to you that they like you more than Just Friends, especially if they feel like they’ve been getting signals from you. Is it just their hopeful imagination? Or … is there something between you two? Like
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“The One After the Super Bowl,” the two-parter in Season Two, was pretty much universally panned, and for good reason. It was so overstuffed with guest stars (although Brooke Shields’ Erika is in the first part and is amazing), and the storylines weren’t even that good. Julia Roberts’ character, Susie, who gets revenge on Chandler,
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One thing I really appreciate about Battlestar Galactica is that there are only four seasons. Sure, it went off the rails in Season Four with some incredibly poor creative decisions – Starbuck is a … ghost? And Head-Baltar and Head-Six are angels? – but there are so, so many shows that continue well past their



