Even if the writers of this week’s episode of ‘House’ haven’t heard of Dooce — Heather Hamilton Armstrong, the blond blogger who discloses everything — they encapsulated personal blogging very well this week.
The title of this week’s episode, “Moving the Chains” reminded me of the ends of Dylan Thomas’s famous poem “Fern Hill.” The last lines of the poem are: “Time held me green and dying/Though I sang in my chains like the sea.” The reason why this episode reminds me of the poem is more complicated […]
“In the great game of chess that is our relationship, Wilson sees only one move ahead. I see dozens. That is why he will never mate me.” — House “…” — House’s team “That’s a chess term.” — House After watching the end of tonight’s House, I turned to Keith and said, “How can I […]
“Everyone in our building thinks we’re gay.” – Wilson “We’re grown men over the age of 30 who moved in together. We’re two tigers away from an act in Vegas.” – House Oh, House, how I missed you. I didn’t realize how much until I just experienced the life-changing hour of your mid-season premiere. OK, […]
Get a load of those People’s Choice award winners, eh? No, I didn’t vote, and I wouldn’t have even considered myself a voice of the masses before, but I agree with a lot of the votes, particularly the TV categories. It’s a little weird, but I think I am one of “the people.” When did […]
I loved this poem so much that I wanted to share it once again this year. Thanks again to the mucho-talented Bill White for all of the illustrations, and to the CliqueClack team for providing all the stanzas. Folks at FOX, heed our warning…. ‘Twas the night before upfronts, and to the set of House […]
“I just had a House moment. I diagnosed transverse myelitis from a cold sore. How cool is that? Patients really eat that crap up.” – Wilson I can’t believe it took six seasons for the powers-that-be to do a Wilson-centric episode! Now that they finally did, it was certainly worth the wait. This was not […]
