On Muffins and Muscle
I don't see anyone rushing around creating shiny TV around my job (come on, cops? Surgeons? Serial killers? What's so hot about them?). It seems TV-land loves the jobs you hate.
The Danger of a Little Learning
Among the joys of possessing a modicum of education is some entitlement to the occasional smug glow. By long and devoted watching of ER and House, and paying a little attention in lectures along the way, I came to some grasp of what ‘v-tach!’ and ‘asystole!’ actually mean. Where I come from, terms seldom including...
The Demon Dance!
Welcome to Xenith’s latest; an overheated mess of scurrilous, unfounded speculation and scathing opinion, perhaps the occasional review, skewering old or new screen offerings to virtual cork and pasteboard for the scrutiny of the collective cruel and grubby little boy with a magnifying glass. As my sole qualifications for this gig are the...
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