Warning: I have a cold. I
am on drugs. Daycare and Nyquil
are waging a mighty battle in my system as I type.
My fingers have a mind of their own so I take no responsibility for
these words. Unless you enjoy
them, in which case I claim total credit.
Each week I try diligently to focus on the positive and just take pleasure from what is aired before me since I don’t have any clout in the GH Writer’s Guild. (I don’t understand why they haven’t called me yet.) But AJ crossed a line. I figured that if AJ stalked his own wife it would be presented with an I-did-it-because-I-love-you spin, but it’s just unacceptable to terrorize a person, especially one he supposedly loves. That’s twisted and I can’t figure out how AJ can be redeemed after this. I don’t even care if he tries to make amends, I do not like him and I don’t believe that will change for a long time. He must experience an epiphany of some sort - a character cleansing like an alien abduction or lost on a cold mountaintop for a couple weeks forced to survive eating slime – before I’ll relent. Courtney humbly begged AJ for his forgiveness and AJ graciously forgave her for doubting him in the cabin. OK, slime is too good, maybe slime, bugs and frostbite will be an acceptable atonement.
The
Two Faces of AJ
In what wing of GH is
Coleman parked? In recovery after
surgery to repair three bullet wounds folks just wandered in and out throwing
his bed around, threatening him, questioning him with no monitoring nurse or
doctor in sight. He must be
admitted on the no liability side where patients must endure any storyline
dictate no matter how overboard. The
Save-Courtney, Courtney’s-in-Distress loop has become crowded. AJ stalks his own wife, because he’s an insecure damaged
weasel, so he can heroically save her from the obsessed masked stalker who he
hired. Jason must serve and
protect (not to mention kiss) - Sonny said so.
Coleman just wants a chance to bask in Courtney/Daisy’s good graces.
Well, he probably wants to bask in more than good graces but the story
hasn’t moved in that direction. Yet.
(A girl can always hope.)
Door’s Open, C’mon In
Everyone’s
invited, patient abuse accepted
Meanwhile, Sonny knows nothing about Courtney except Jason isn’t around to save Brenda, so gosh darn he’s got to do what a man’s got to do, and save Brenda himself. Keep it up Sonny; you’ll be an action figure yet. At least Sonny doesn’t twist his motives. He feels obligated to keep Brenda safe. Jax now, can’t seem to get clear in his head who he wants. “I love you, Skye. But go away, you mustn’t participate in my miraculous, manly recovery. Only Brenda can see because I like to flirt with her while I lay here with no shirt.” When Jax took Brenda’s side as Skye and Brenda sparred in the hospital and told Skye to “stop goading Brenda” I wanted Skye to throw something and tell Jax, “Goad this, you moron.” She didn’t, but at least she informed Jax that he’s bears part of the responsibility for her insecurity. Not that the arrogantly perfect, never-wrong Jax would admit such a fault. I loved Brenda’s line as Jason ushered her from Jax’s room, “Here’s the thing. I think I’m going to have to hit that woman.” I was yelling, “Catfight,” but I had to stop because my kids were in the other room and I didn’t want to set a bad example. Here’s the real thing, if Jax reiterates ONE MORE TIME that he loves Skye, he’s committed to Skye, he only wants Skye, I’m going to do something ugly, like throw up.
"I
love you, Skye. Play nice with Brenda." |
I'm going
to have to hit that woman." |
Well, I’m expecting
Helena any day now. Why, you ask? Why because the PCPD burned down, so obviously all records
have been purged and there are no more past crimes and misdemeanors.
Who needs those pesky rap sheets and records anyway?
Scott certainly doesn’t since he refuses to prosecute even when the
arsonist perpetrator is yelling, “I did it.”
What’s a guy got to do to get arrested in PC?
“General Hospital” has an abundance of talent on tap and Anthony
Geary always delivers. I
understand that Luke’s in pain and doesn’t want to continue living without
Laura. I grasp that he’s
pushing away his family because he has nothing inside to give.
He’s not funny or endearing, but honestly, self destructively
grieving while trying in a last ditch sort of way to clear a path for her
return later by sacrificing himself. In
each scene he’s obnoxious and unpleasant and I want to hug and comfort him
anyway.
He looks good and he can
act when given the chance. I
liked seeing Taggs this week, even if he had to lose his place of employment
and offer his chin as a sacrifice to Luke’s fist for screen time.
De plane, de plane. De jail cell, de jail cell. I can’t really comment yet on either situation except I liked that Brenda, headache notwithstanding, could recognize a banana tree when she saw it. Sonny looked appropriately sexy with his dirty torn clothes and mussed hair. Carly, in her uniquely destructive way, refused to shut up even when the people around her spoke a different language and were throwing her in jail in a foreign country. I hate to be critical, but the sets look totally fake. Try some dirt and grime in that jail cell and how about plants that don’t look like they came straight from Garden Ridge Pottery or whatever home crafty place exists in the vicinity of Hollywood.
What a nice surprise to have Zander visit for a day. You remember Zander? Leather jacket, tough guy, no past, no job, no storyline? Kinda like a second string Jason waiting in the wings, so when Steve Burton goes on vacation TPTB can dust Zander off and trot him out. At least he alluded to his past, so hopefully, we’ll see more in the near future.
Alcazar and Skye,
together, I liked the pairing. Apparently,
soon they might be VERY together.
How very patriotic of GH
to hold the District Attorney election on the real USA Election Day.
I’ve been rethinking
the whole show-the-underwear theme that seems to be emerging and it occurred
to me that men have had this luxury for years.
No one cares if a man bends over and his boxer or brief waistband shows
a bit. And it’s not like they worry over panty lines.
Do they? I’ll have to
ask my husband or Sage. Do guys
fret about panty lines? Also, I
recall some MAJOR disagreements with my oldest son when the high boxer, low
saggy jeans became popular. I
didn’t win that particular battle of wills but I sure objected strongly!
So perhaps it’s me who has the problem.
I should release my inhibitions and let my straps show at random.
Isn’t the first step towards a cure admitting that a problem exists?
Never mind, I may have the entire Victoria’s Secret line folded in my
dresser drawer but I don’t feel a need to share, except with my husband.
I’m keeping my straps and lines to myself. Happy November, all. Thanks
for reading.
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