Castle 2.16
Mar. 8th, 2010 10:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I watched Castle on an actual TV tonight, and...you know, I don't think I've seen a television advertisement in roughly a year--not since last spring.* I'd forgotten not only how inane they are, but how much they interrupt the flow of the episode. I kept thinking days had passed over each commercial break, and then one of the characters would mention something about how it had only been so many hours or a day or whatever since the victim was killed, and I had a moment of cognitive dissonance.
I can't imagine that the one thing I have to say the episode will spoil anyone for anything, but just in case, here's a spoiler cut.
...So, that grad student office. Can I have one? Seriously. Stained glass? Computers? Filing cabinets? Desks? Luxury! My office is whatever table I can snag in a large cafeteria area attached to the Starbucks in the library. Okay, technically I have an office I share with another MA student. It is located underneath the football stadium, in an area of campus the department administration tells you not to go to at night. It's in a building that has poor climate control, to say the least, and stickers all over telling people to "avoid creating dust" because the walls, which are falling down, contain asbestos insulation. So I hear, anyway, because I refuse to go down there for all of the aforementioned reasons.
Ah, TV. Bastion of unreality.
Oh, and one other thing: Esposito, Ryan, and Castle looking at the dominatrix websites was comedy gold. Hee!
* Heck, I had to get my dad to show me how to work the fancy new digital cable remotes. One of them has glow-in-the-dark buttons, which I find terribly awesome.
I can't imagine that the one thing I have to say the episode will spoil anyone for anything, but just in case, here's a spoiler cut.
...So, that grad student office. Can I have one? Seriously. Stained glass? Computers? Filing cabinets? Desks? Luxury! My office is whatever table I can snag in a large cafeteria area attached to the Starbucks in the library. Okay, technically I have an office I share with another MA student. It is located underneath the football stadium, in an area of campus the department administration tells you not to go to at night. It's in a building that has poor climate control, to say the least, and stickers all over telling people to "avoid creating dust" because the walls, which are falling down, contain asbestos insulation. So I hear, anyway, because I refuse to go down there for all of the aforementioned reasons.
Ah, TV. Bastion of unreality.
Oh, and one other thing: Esposito, Ryan, and Castle looking at the dominatrix websites was comedy gold. Hee!
* Heck, I had to get my dad to show me how to work the fancy new digital cable remotes. One of them has glow-in-the-dark buttons, which I find terribly awesome.
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Date: 2010-03-09 08:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-10 01:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-10 04:23 am (UTC)Oh, but the initial expression on Esposito's face when Ryan's girlfriend turned out to be real! That, my friend, was the sound of poor Esposito's heart breaking.
My office is whatever table I can snag in a large cafeteria area attached to the Starbucks in the library.
Heh, whenever somebody at work comes to me with a cat to microchip, I invite them to "step into my office:" it's the storage closet.
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Date: 2010-03-10 01:42 pm (UTC)Indeed it was. Poor, poor, denied Esposito. (Apparently the actors have been joking about Esposito and Lainie hooking up, which might be kind of amusing, and at least briefly assuage Esposito's pain? I think he might come out of that fling with a permanent expression of OMG stamped on his face.)
Heh, whenever somebody at work comes to me with a cat to microchip, I invite them to "step into my office:" it's the storage closet.
Awwwwww.
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Date: 2010-03-10 05:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-10 01:47 pm (UTC)