As I postulated yesterday, Doctor Who: Destination Prague won’t be coming out in March but rather in May, which was the original plan, way back when. We got a sneak peek at the cover today and this is going to be one gorgeous book, both outside and in. I’m really looking forward to this one. I have to write a 100-word bio for the book this weekend, and we may be getting rewrite notes within the next couple of weeks.
So, the Survivor promos were moderately misleading. The underprivileged team did not make a comeback, neither in the reward challenge nor in the immunity challenge. The health crisis is probably nothing more than some bruised/stretched chest muscles, and it sure didn’t slow him down when it came to the eating competition. And if I had been Sylvia and knew my head was on the block, I would have been hunting for that idol like there was no tomorrow, regardless of who might have seen me. The sand would have been flying, because by finding it she would have staved off elimination for at least one week, and funny things start to happen once someone is known to have the idol. I think Ravu is toast—they don’t have the gumption to wage a comeback like the group of four did last season.
Grey’s Anatomy went down the predictable path of visiting purgatory and staging a last-minute recovery, but I’m okay with that. I liked the purgatory scenes—especially that poor woman whose stomach wound kept re-erupting. That was classic. And as soon as they started working on Meredith’s mother, I knew where that was headed, too, and I couldn’t help but laugh. That was the last thing Meredith needed in purgatory, I thought at the time, but it worked out well, too. The only subplot I find tiresome at present is George and Izzie. They should kiss and make up and get on with things.
Y’know, I usually don’t like it when the SURVIVOR producers poke their fingers too much into the game, but I sincerely hope they’ve got a backup plan. If you start the game off on such an unfair note, where one team gets to lie around all day resting up for the challenges and working on home improvement projects, OF COURSE they’re gonna beat the tribe at the bare-bones camp. It’s very annoying to watch Probst scold the other tribe for their losing streak when they’re on a wildly uneven playing field.
Unfortunately, they’ve created a season where–unless Mark Burnett mixes up the tribes or does a camp-switch–the only interesting outcome can be if the “bad camp” tribe somehow pulls out a series of amazing victories.
I would have thought that the hungry tribe would excel at the eating contest, silly me.
The best line last night was: This isn’t Survivor, it’s Thriver.
It’s going to quickly reach the point where they are so badly outpersonned that they’ll never come back. The only solution then would be a merge.
At least Ravu can boil their drinking water now.
Yes! I would have looked like a badger going through that sand digging for that idol. It seemed silly not to. I just can’t seem to find anyone to be excited about this time. I just feel very neutral. I’m sure there will be some shakeup that sparks my interest.
I’ll ditto you on Grey’s Anatomy right down to the stomach bleed. To have to deal with my mother on a revolving door in purgatory would have been more like hell for me… I loved this episode.
Looks like you’d better keep an eye to the sky the spring storms forgot to check the calendar.
I don’t know the personalities well enough to have any favorites yet. I usually don’t start homing in on a few people until there are less than a dozen people left.
We had a little rain, but no bad weather yesterday. It was nearly 80° in the afternoon. Dipped down to the forties overnight, but it’s spring here, no doubt about it.
We also missed out on all that wind that turned Dallas an interesting color yesterday afternoon.