Bloody Countdown

So…

Today is the day the final season begins, and I’m feeling “MEH” about it.  However, I will be here tonight, blogging my complaints.  Many of you have said you don’t do Twitter (neither do I), so please join me here if you watch tonight (or after).

But if you don’t want spoilers–then don’t read tonight’s blog until after you have watched.

And..remember..there’s a drinking game involved for those who wish to partake.  🙂

Here’s how it will work.

1. I’ll be watching at 6:00 p.m. (Pacific Time); that’s 9:00 p.m. Eastern time in the U.S.

2. I’ll be typing my feelings about what I see (just to get us started), and–at about 6:10–I’ll post the first ones.  After that, we can all use the “comments” section to comment on the clusterfrackis that is certain to appear before us.  Of course, we can discuss what we like too–if anything…  But I’m not holding out any hope for that.  I’m not even counting on a 5 second glance at Eric tonight.  Sigh.

3. Tonight’s drinking game: take a drink anytime Bill says or implies that he’s the best thing for Sookie.  (And–if you really wanna get drunk–take another shot anytime he looks constipated.  I swear–whoever suggested that Stephen Moyer play Bill with “that” expression on his face should be staked.  I mean–Stephen’s not my particular cup of tea, but he’s not unattractive.  But “that” constipated/face-twisty/pants-too-tight look is NOT his friend.)

Eat something with fiber, Bill. Fiber is your friend.

 

So–if you want to rant and rave, and eek out some fun from this season—even if it’s just by making fun of the violinists still playing on the Titanic—then join me here…tonight.

I’ll have my drink poured and ready.

CKat