Everything is Grey Again
If you didn't notice the absence of women from every public place this evening, perhaps you are one of the only people on Earth (and by that I mean a person who has a penis) who didn't know that tonight was the season premiere of Grey's Anatomy. Yes, every vagina in America was planted in front of their television watching ABC.
Yes, Grey's Anatomy. I used to find the soap operas in Italy ridiculous. There was one in particular, Medica en la Famiglia, where all of the doctors wore fishnets and platforms and were rarely in the hospital, except of course when they were doing dirty things in the closests. There was also, of course, a meddling old man and a precocious girl in pigtails. Terrible.
On the surface, Grey's Anatomy seems so much more credible. I mean, the doctors are wearing scrubs. The cameramen apparently have proper equipment. There seems to be real storylines.
And yet, in the last episode of the season a surgeon fell in love with her patient, faked heart failure to steal him a transplant, then had him die on her while all the other doctors were at a FAKE PROM in the lobby. Meanwhile, one of the doctors LIVES IN A CLOSET at the hospital. Two of the doctors are having an affair. The love triangles are so utterly complex (and fucked up) that it makes me certain that I will never ever expect to come out of a hospital alive because my surgeon will most likely be pining for her married supervisor and pinning him against exam room walls while I'm going toward the white light.
But this show is manufactured particularly to raise extrogen levels, to relegate every woman into a quivering mass of hormones and fallopian tubes. I mean, making a video of new scenes set to the song "How To Save A Life" by the Fray? How fricking genius is that? You have women crying before the show even begins, associating emo-pop and complicated love stories with their own desperate need for a Dr. McDreamy. Yes, yes someday I will find the perfect guy for me. And he'll be married to a cheating bitch but once I come along and we sleep together (and then break it off and I start to date a nicer version of him, say, a kindly veterinarian) then he'll come back around and he'll love me!
Yes, this show is brainless and base and totally pointless. And I fricking love it.
Yeah, 24 has the same effect on dudes. When Jack Bauer does something awesome I cry a little bit on my Jack Bauer boner.
Ugghhh... Last night I heard my roommate on the phone. In general, it was like every terrible conversation I ever had with Mary, all rolled into one. The worst part went a little something like this:
"Honey, what're you doing tonight?... No, of course you don't HAVE to watch it, but I want you too... Because I like "Grey's Anatomy," and I want you to watch it too... There's a recap of last season, so you can get caught up, then the new season... But HONEY, you'll be near the TV anyway..."
I almost killed her. Instead, I went to sleep at 8 p.m.
i've never seen grey's anatomy BUT -- T.R. Knight is from Minneapolis. His brother, Dan, worked with Austin at GJ's.
So...that means you are ONE degree of separation from Dr. McDreamy.
AND T.R. Night went to Annunciation Catholic School. True story!
Jack Bauer only went to one school, the school of hard knocks...then Delta Force. You should worry more about marrying Jack Bauer, he's quite the catch.
i want to have jack bauer's baby. and dr. mcdreamy's for that matter. maybe i'm just lonely.
Extrogen=Estrogen
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Shut up, TIM! Go update your damn blog!
Well, Dr. Gregory House, MD could beat all those pansies on "Grey's Anatomy" with his cane.
And Josh, I know what you're thinking, but Dr. House is the only doctor that Jack Bauer trusts. Who do you think he goes to to treat his HUGE BALLS?
sadly, i also just watched the entire first season of house. i liked it, but no babies with house. our last names cannot be hyphenated.
oh, oh, oh, where is that Fray montage? is it online? direct me to a link, s'il vous plaît!
"Extrogen" is EXTREME ESTROGEN!!!!!
Invented by the Mountain Dew pharmaceutical division and sponosered by ESPN's "X-Game," EXTROGEN!!! is for those women who want that extra edge over their friends and co-workers in emotional instability. Are you not breaking into tears at the first sign of trouble? Are your conversations with friends and loved ones far too calm and logical? Try EXTROGEN!!! today!
Side-effects may include huge breasts, insatiable sex drive, monthly vaginal bleeding, lack of sex drive, feeling fat, and fits of murderous rage.
In Canada they accidently showed next weeks episode so everyone in Canada already knows who she picks.
So do all the people that downloaded it of course...like my roommate.
P.S. T.R Knight also used to act at the Guthrie.
My kids attend Annunciation and my daughter is all a flutter that Knight went to HER school and had the same amazing drama teacher, Ms. Strickland, who has been there forever. He also attended The Academy of Holy Angels in Richfield, MN.
I have a vagina and I've never seen this show.
My eight year old son thinks Jack Bauer is the new James Bond and John Steed (The Avengers) of the 21st Century.
Go figure!