Some of the titles for these episodes…I just…cannot.
Whatever, here’s a screencap of Kirk doing Tai Chi:

Some of the titles for these episodes…I just…cannot.
Whatever, here’s a screencap of Kirk doing Tai Chi:

I HAVE RETURNED! After a short hiatus for literally no reason other than my own laziness, I have returned to review once more! Oh, the joy that must be rippling through the internets at this very moment!

According to Google, a balalaika is “a guitar-like musical instrument with a triangular body and two, three, or four strings, popular in Russia and other Slavic countries.” It’s these:
I’ve learned something today.
This episode starts where the last one ended, with Lorelai and Spacey Grandpa on the porch discussing Rory’s future. Spacey Grandpa doesn’t like that Rory is planning tea parties like she’s the Mad Hatter. I’m assuming he means this Mad Hatter:

HEAD CANON ACCEPTED!
Oh, hey. I almost forgot there was an episode of Gotham this week because I watched the Supergirl/Flash crossover instead. (Verdict: Adorable. If I didn’t have to get a special app to watch Supergirl, I’d watch it every week. And I don’t even like Supergirl all that much.)
I was also distracted by the nightmare fodder known as Batman v. Superman. Rob Bricken, a.k.a. He Who Is Alway Right, calls the universe this movie is set in the Murderverse. He is 100% correct. (However, I will admit that Ben Affleck was a good Batman and he looks so perfect as Bruce Wayne that it makes me irrationally angry. I mean:)

I really want to rag on the jacket Lorelai is wearing in the cold opening of this episode. Then I remember that I have a blazer I purchased from Goodwill with the express purpose of bedazzling the fuck out of it (I have yet to do this. But I will.) So you do you, Lorelai Gilmore. You wear that weird as fuck blazer. Let us make bold clothing choices much like Lorelai Gilmore!

Woo! Super late review time! My life has been (surprisingly) busy as of late. Usually I do nothing but sit around staring at the walls and thinking about Pluto (the dwarf planet, not the cartoon dog) or wondering where my life has gone.

^ me.
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