Huh. That sure is a title for an episode.

Happy Valentine’s Day! Time to delve back into the Gilmoreverse and watch the chaotic fallout from Judgy WASP Mom’s scheming and Lorelai’s lying. What better way to spend one of the worst holidays known to man?

I’m not looking forward to this episode because I assume this is the episode where C-Money makes a bid for Lorelai’s affections even though it makes zero narrative sense why he would do so at this point in the show.
But before all that goes down, let us gaze upon whatever the hell Lorelai is wearing in this scene:

Is that jacket…alive? If I plant it, will it grow into a jacket tree and one day bear tiny jacket fruit that I can then harvest and sell on eBay to people who collect weird dolls?
I just watched the premier of The X-Files. I’m a HUGE X-Files fan. I watched the original premier in 1993 and I used to tape (yes, TAPE) every episode on VHS so I could go back and watch them again. Back then, unless you had a TV Guide, you didn’t know the titles of the episodes. I had a lot of VHS tapes labeled things like “The X-Files #6 (The green bug one is on here!)” or “The X-Files #2 (DUANE BARRY!!!)” I had the trading cards. The magazines. The novels based on the show. I wrote “THE X-FILES” on the bottom of my Jansport backpack and wore it all throughout high school. To say I was excited for this revival is an understatement.
So I watched it. Honestly, I have no idea how I feel about the episode. There was a lot of “what are you talking about?”/”I know the truth, Scully.”/”We’ve been lied to.” conversations and then a Gilmore-speed info-dump that sounds like Chris Carter scraped the bowels of Reddit to write the craziest fucking conspiracy theory possible. I didn’t understand half of it and will probably have to watch the episode again to try and catch it all.
One takeaway – Scully. Oh, SCULLY! She sounds so tired, and who can blame her, dealing with the most infuriating man on the planet for the last 20+ years. My shipper heart hurts to say this (because Mulder & Scully 5EVA) but damn if she doesn’t deserve SO MUCH BETTER. However, Gillian Anderson is a fucking goddess and she is utter perfection.

I grew up in Colorado. While I am not one who worships at the alter of sport, I am aware that the Denver Broncos will be playing the New England Patriots in a sportsball game this weekend. (Did I mention that I also used to live in Boston?)
I’ve got no skin in the game. I have no opinion on the sport of foot. I don’t care who wins. Go team, rah rah, etc. But something has really been grinding my gears, and that something is the proliferation of memes lately suggesting that Tom Brady is “girly.” Tom Brady in a tutu, Tom Brady with his head photoshopped onto a model’s body, Tom Brady in Uggs for some incomprehensible reason.
I could not give one minuscule shit about Tom Brady as a person or as a football player. However, whenever I see those memes, all I can think about is a quote from Jessica Valenti:
The worst thing you can call a girl is a girl. The worst thing you can call a guy is a girl. Being a woman is the ultimate insult. Now tell me that’s not royally fucked up.
Yeah. It is.

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