Just like Gwen and Gavin? You mean on the outs and getting a messy public divorce?

Rory & Lorelai went to Atlantic City! Funny, I just got back from almost a week in Las Vegas. I don’t think I had nearly as much fun as they did. Though I did see a woman (who looked older than me) throw up on the bridge to Treasure Island and a 23-year-old guy called her a champion. And I’m not really into video poker, I’m more an Invaders From the Planet Moolah! penny slot kind of girl. If I could get that game on my phone and play it without money, I totally would. It moos at you!

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!
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!

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