REMIND you of anyone?!

Something epically wonderful happened this weekend.

"What?!" you ask. Did I win the lottery? Did I finally get a cute, smart, Jesus-loving boyfriend who thinks I'm hilarious? Did the rapture happen and I'm typing this from inside my certainly purple-walled mansion in Heaven?

Well, no.

BUT!

Last night, a lovely and sweet and precious and VERY SMART friend of mine was visiting and helped me accomplish something I've been wanting to do for well nigh on three years now: he set up my computer so I can use my not-too-shabbily-sized TV as a monitor.

Which means...

...wait for it...

...because everything's always better when you have to wait for it...

...and then it finally happens...

...(or so I've been told)...

...yes, that's right, ladies and gentleman - I CAN NOW WATCH CRAIG FERGUSON'S MONOLOGUES FROM BACK IN 2005 AND ONWARD (which I found years ago archived on a website surely sent to me by my loving, generous Lord) ON MY TELEVISION SCREEN.

OH, MY GOODNESS. FLAIL. AND FLAIL SOME MORE.

As my sort-of-sister and fellow redheaded bestie Kayla often says...CAPSLOCK FOR THE REST OF THE DAY.

Here's a little preview - one of my favorite monologues of Craig's EVER. It's from 2008, and if you know me at all I've probably already, ahem, strongly coerced you into watching this, but no one's complained yet!

I KNOW, RIGHT?

Also, I should advise: if you know me in real life and you visit me anytime within the next few weeks, be prepared for me to plant you on my big comfy couch and strongly coerce you to watch several of Craig's early monologues with me. It going to happen. It's just a fact. You've been warned. But I'll also feed you - probably cake! - so, y'know...six-a-one. Cake and comedy and my cute dog - there are far worse ways to spend an evening, I assure you.

The Hole in the Heart, Indeed

It's been a week.

One whole, long, dreadful week.

Seven gloomy, cloud-over-everything days since the precious and precocious squintern Vincent Nigel-Murray was brutally gunned down by that vicious, despicable sniper on Bones.

I still can't believe it.

All right, so, yes. I admit it. I'm an Anglophile. I'm also a Geekophile. And let's be honest - brilliant, adorable actor Ryan Cartwright made Vincent Nigel-Murray just about as endearing as could be. For his blinding intelligence, social awkwardness, posh accent, over-the-top enthusiasm, and everything else that made him the ineffable Mr. Nigel-Murray, he was my favorite character on television right now, and, arguably, ever.

Every Thursday, I'd excitedly turn on Bones to see if he was on that night. I loved his wit, his glibness, his factoids, his charm. His smile was infectious and his childlike wonder irresistible. What can I say? He made me happy.

Now, I may perchance get too involved with television shows, but when that bullet the size of the Eiffel Tower that could have easily taken down an actual dinosaur ripped into his chest and he lay in a pool of blood begging for his life, well, I lost it like nobody's business.

It might be sappy to admit all this, but his death really got to me. I totally went through the five stages of grief for Vincent. It really hit me in the shower last Friday. I got angry. I kept thinking, why? WHY?? They can't just do this! They can't just up and change things. They can't just take him away from me. He made me happy! It's not fair!!

(Now, there may be an ever-so-slight chance that the strength of my reaction is about more than just a television character, but I am choosing not to focus on that right now. Ahem.)

Turns out, the actual reason it happened isn't so tragic at all - the amazingly talented Ryan Cartwright got his own show, Alphas, on Syfy. It's set to premiere on July 11th. I'm cable-less at the moment, but I've got to find a way to watch. I'm nothing if not a loyal -phile!

Bones creator Hart Hanson said that they'd known about Ryan's departure for awhile, so they had to work it into the show's storyline somehow. He said that Vincent was a well-loved character, "so we decided to kill him for the heartbreak."

WELL GEE, THANKS SO MUCH THERE, MR. HANSON. I REALLY APPRECIATE IT. THAT WAS JUST WHAT I NEEDED, LET ME TELL YOU.

The hole in the heart, indeed.

RIP, Vincent Nigel-Murray. You will be deeply, sorely missed. And Ryan Cartwright, you are an incredible actor and you deserve all the success in the world. I know you'll be phenomenal on Alphas, and I can't wait to watch!

Easier.

It's easier to be disappointed than to be forgiving.

It's easier to wait than to move on.

It's easier to return to what you know than take a risk on what you don't.

It's easier to stay home than to dress up and go out.

It's easier to be complacent than to grow up.

It's easier to talk to your dog for an hour than to talk to a stranger for half of one.

It's easier to be in the audience than to be onstage.

It's easier to blame the circumstances than to take ownership.

It's easier to retreat than to advance.

It's easier to be comfortable than to be challenged.

It's easier to keep the boat steady than to tip it over.

It's so much easier to do...what's easier.

Saturday Morning Teatime: Team Rachel

Happy May Day!

It's here, it's here...that shocking time of year...yet again!

Happy May Day, everyone!