Today's cuppa: Bewley's Dublin Morning Tea (still morning in Los Angeles, but it's raining, so that's kinda like Dublin)
Even though all of you are not yet following me on Twitter, I don't want to deprive you of the benefits, so here's the live Twitterblog of last night's episode of Fox's "Bones."
those not familiar with Twitter, it's a microblogging service that
allows users to send out short messages — 140 characters or less —
called "tweets," either to a closed group of friends or out into the
general Twitter stream (which is Google-able).
subscribe to the Twitter feeds of other users, who can in turn
subscribe to theirs (not required, but generally considered polite).
For more details, click here.
And if you like, you may read the tweets while
watching the episode on DVR, VHS or online. Guarantee they'll make
at least 75 percent more sense.
Most importantly, you must read
the following Twitter stream (in the interests of full disclosure, I
admit that it's been cleaned up a bit from the original for the sake of
clarity and readability) from the BOTTOM UP! The date stamp represents
the time this morning that I grabbed the tweets from my Twitter home page. Here we go:
· Hey, soldier boy!
Bones had a soul-stretching moment, and she missed it — again. Ah, well.
Thanks for listening. Bye!
· Awww, nice
absolution moment. Booth has a message from beyond the grave. Deal with it,
· Nice moment. Will
Bones ruin it? Will she? Boy, this chick is just zero on the old fun-meter.
together again! Boomedyboomboom! Back to the boneyard, but this time the one of
· "No way you're
getting the deposit back on that tux." I so rock.
· Chopper overhead!
Sarge! I know what you did for me. Sarge, no way! He did not just say that! No
· Oh, Navy red tape.
Looks silvery and cuffy to me. Send a postcard from Leavenworth
· Wait, was that
Bones with the briefcase? Hold on, rewinding. Yep, it was. Nice one!
· Forget JackBauer,
we have Bones with a briefcase. You go, girl!!!
· Hodgins goes for
ships at sea. Oooh, BrotherBooth knows where to hit a military man where it
· Now it's time for
soldier boy's Emotional Confession. Absolution time for our Booth, looking very
· Wow, that's a heavy
ghost. Move towards the light! Heh heh heh. We're climbing here! We're
· Sweets, we're the
good guys, we don't torture people. That's it, call JackBauer. Meanwhile, Booth
· Ship go boom!
· BrotherBones: I got
you, beeyatch. Meanwhile Bones tries curling. What? He picked that up? And he
· Hodgins gets his
cold blood on. BrotherBooth goes for the jugular. Spring Hill? Tenn.
· It appears that
Hodgins is not so needlessly paranoid after all. Did MacGyver ever have a ghost
bugging him at work?
· Oh, no, is it a
female serial killer? There are so many, even if all but one is on TV. Sweets
wants to get cleaning.
· Oh, sorry, not the DA
from Oz, it's the DA from The Wire. Forgive me. Has she injured herself? Huh?
· Booth finally does
a MacGyver with the flashlight. And it's the DA from Oz again. She needs to be
on Fringe with her ex.
· Oh, well, if
they're not equidistant from the anterior whatzit that means broken ribs. Hey,
I've only got 140 characters
· Wow, Booth knows a
lot about the bulkheads of ships wired to go boom-boom. BrotherBooth pulled a
· So, Bones was a
noncom. Don't call him sir, he works for a living. Oh, more Emotional
· Boy, dead soldier
boy is a real downer. Booth is giving him the posthumous pep talk. Not sure
what good that will do.
· Bones and remains
— a perfect match.
· Oh, well, it looked
like a wicked MacGyver move for a moment there.
· Now it's Emotional
Confession Time, the usual adjust to Useless Remorse Time. Booth does a wicked MacGyver
· Flashbacky! Running for help! Oh, it's Useless Remorse
Time. Boat wired to boom-boom, Booth. Focus!
· Hey, it's BrotherBones, played by
my favorite bad boy from "Roswell"!
· Ooooh, now I get it. Fish love
decorations. We have six hours and 23 minutes, a k a 25 mins in TV time.
· FBIBlonde tagged along. Everyone
looks very pretty while being grilled by the FBI. Hodgins, tho, could buff up a
· Sweets: This pointier bit just got
way pointier. Good catch, FBI Shrink Boy! Boneyard go boom-boom.
· Bones makes High-Functioning Chloe
from "24" look like a charm queen. Wait, Boneyard TV is on the air!
· Oh, criminies, Bones is being
stupidly rational again. I swear, the girl has some sort of serious deficiency.
· Hah-hah, just kidding. Ship MAY go
boom-boom. Welcome to our weekly episode of Boneyard TV.
· Ship at sea go boom-boom.
· Awwww, she liked Booth, but she
didn't love him. She is certifiable. I'm just sayin'.
· Booth is trapped in a place with
pretty lanterns. Whazzup? Oh, Parker, that's sweet.
· Soldier boy feels real, anyway.
Booth isn't buying it. FYI, ghosts aren't on the list of things that scare
· Booth in a wet white shirt; You
know, that wet white shirt Mr. Darcy was wearing was auctioned for charity.
· Wet Booth. Wet soldier boy. Bye,
bye, tux. Bones folds like a cheap suit. Camille suggest a bad, bad thing.
· FBIBlonde is following them. And
she's so not wrong about the thingamajigger. She'll be in touch.
· OK, that is the
best.potato.chip.commercial.ever. If I could eat potato chips (long story,
don't ask), I be going to the store NOW.
· Hey, it's Bones' version of
FBIChick! I can't remember her name, so let's call her FBIBlonde.
· You tell 'em, Bones! You stop
freezing up on me, cable. You have just lost your prime suspect, Hodgins.
· Yeah, that tux deposit is
definitely gone now. Let me guess, are we going to the docks? No, beach
· The Gravedigger is near the water?
Toldja that was a yellow submarine! Oops, that can't be good.
· ….and B, at least one cast
member must be put in mortal danger while everyone else is in their party
· There have to be
rules somewhere that in every crime procedural, A, someone must be buried alive
· Oooh, Hodgins has
the little whatchamjigger that holds all the answers to the whatitz, whatever
· Oh, right, Hodgins
was buried alive. Sweets, nice tux! Nice sparkly jacket, Angela. Uh-oh, Hodgins
did a bad, bad thing.
· Sarge? Eh? I'm
thinking exotic pharmaceuticals here. Errr, frozen cable feed again. Nice
· Huh, there's a
soldier boy. He knows how to close the yellow submarine, Booth thinks he's
· Errr, pixilated
cable feed. Huh, it looks like Booth was in a little yellow submarine, but that
makes no sense.
· Lemme outta here,
part two. Uh-oh, cable feed is freezing up. Better stop now. Hodgins, you stop
· Credits like that
particularly bilious XFiles shade of green. And I know bilious.
· Lemme outta here!
· Sweets, now that's
a good use for Angela's shoe. Hmmm, 190 pounds of Booth. Hmmm. Worry not,
Sweets read the book.
· Spooky voice on
phone — buried alive! Who? Who? Uh-oh. There goes the tux deposit.
Booth in a
tux. Getting dressed up for Bones to receive a big award. Knock at the door.
Bones in a hot frock.
Twitterblog:TheHeroIntheHold. Former Oz DA quizzes Bones and Hodgins about the