He looks like Dexter. And yet…

I was disappointed that Vancouver couldn’t close the deal in Boston the other night, but they’ve got one more chance to bring the cup back home tonight. I think it will be another one-goal game, and I think the Canucks will win it with some stupid fraction of a second left in the match, thereby raising a country’s collective blood pressure by 20 points.

I finally figured out what to write about for my next Storytellers Unplugged essay, which goes live the day after tomorrow. Having figured it out, I also wrote it. So that’s done and off the list. Still trying to get a hook into the current short story. I think I came up with a title today. That’s a start, right?

I’m reaching the end of Robopocalypse by Daniel H. Wilson, who is at Murder By the Book in Houston tonight, by the way. A fascinating storytelling method, although one that distances the reader from most of the characters. Maybe that was his intent.

I received my copy of The Five by Robert McCammon from Subterranean Press yesterday. It goes straight to the head of the queue. Sorry, other books. Your day will come. I promise.

I got a really good deal on the five-season set of Six Feet Under: The Complete Series from Amazon. I’d never seen any of it before and was only vaguely aware of it, mostly through award shows and the ravings of others. So we went into it with a blank slate and watched the first four episodes last night. An interesting show, and I’m looking forward to seeing how it develops. It’s very hard to see Michael C. Hall and not think “Dexter,” especially at the end of the fourth episode when he follows the deceased Paco’s advice and threatens the sleazy chain-franchise guy who wants to buy them out. The character of Brenda intrigues me, too. I have a notion (probably wrong) about the reason for the name tattooed on her back and I’m wondering if she might not be just as nuts as Lila was on Dexter. Some immensely funny moments so far.

Only one episode of The Killing left. I’m sufficiently mistrustful of the writers to not buy completely into the apparent revelation of the killer’s identity at the end of last week’s show. There’s still a possibility they will yank the rug out from under us in the finale. Once it’s all over, I’ll probably ruminate about the things that were omitted from the Danish series. At least one of them is major, and I can’t see it happening now, though I might be wrong.

I hope the powers that be will renew Law & Order: Criminal Intent. I haven’t heard anything about how it has been doing in the ratings, but I’m enjoying this last hurrah for Goran and Eames. I wonder on what note they will leave the series at the end of this weekend’s finale. The fact that they had a “fire sale” of props and set decorations recently isn’t encouraging. For $5 you could take whatever you could fit into a cardboard box. Man, I wish I had been in NY for that.

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