Dabu Dabu

Did you get the impression Jeff knew that Erik was having one over on the group when he claimed that the word he came up with for the merged tribe (Dabu) was “good” in Micronesian? Jeff’s grin seemed to say, “Yeah, right.” That was one of two priceless moments in last night’s episode of Survivor, the other being when Eliza tried to play Ozzie’s whittled stick as an immunity idol. She was pretty sure that it was duff, but she had little choice but risk being ridiculed. At least now everyone knows that Ozzie has it, and that puts a big target on his back. Hopefully he doesn’t pull a Yao Man and get caught short. The immunity challenge last night was brutal, though. Jeez—who can avoid drowning longest? And the cooked bats, yeah, that’s a real banquet item.

The online video of Ponderosa, the place where the jurors stay, is interesting. It’s not exactly resort living. Eliza’s sleeping on a cot in a tent. She has all manner of food and booze, a shower, toilet paper and other amenities, but it’s still a little like camping.

C.S.I. was gruesome, with the death of a very young girl being the central focus. There was a nice moment where Hodges pissed off Catherine and Gris recognized she was already on that trajectory when she got to work that day. I liked the way the episode ended. Hopefully they will revisit that thread at some opportune time.

I finished King’s new 70-page novella, “A Very Tight Place” from McSweeney’s 27, yesterday. Parts of it would make a good entry in the WHC gross-out contest. Definitely not for the squeamish. I believe it is the first King story with a gay protagonist.

Final reminder about my signing this weekend: 2 pm on Saturday at Murder By The Book in Houston.

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