TV Struggles To Entertain

It's been a long-and-dull feeling premier week for me so far. I skipped the "Television Event of the Year." I wasn't feeling like torturing myself with the new "Bionic Woman" so I asked someone who happened to be watching in another time zone. Wondering if it was worth the electricity use, he replied, "absolutely not." Even a desire to savage it couldn't coerce me to tune in. Kitty did not complain when I promised we'd watch something later.

We watched part 1 of the "Top Chef" finale. The "Quickfire Challenge" involved some trout and a Coleman camping stove. Casey, my current favorite, won that challenge. The cocky cook that is Hung finished his dish with five minutes to spare but forgot to add lemon juice. Mother would have loved Brian's comment that in cookie, trout isn't even considered seafood! Preferring salt water fish, like sea bass, she did not like trout. Trout is pretty much all we ever fished for under Father's direction and probably the only fish I cleaned.

For the elimination round, they were challenged to cooked elk. The (not really) San Diego guy got axed. This left the last woman standing (Casey), the Ego (Hung), and the gay (Dale) to battle it out for the final victory next week.

Dale actually won the Elimination Challenge by playing on his strength of well received sauces. It was his first Elimination win. I'd like to see Casey crowned next week. Or Dale. Just as long as it isn't Hung. He's got great technical skill but his supreme confidence is often not reflected in the dishes.

The water meter got replaced. Garage access was needed. Kitty was not happy to have her afternoon nap interrupted. Took up hiding out in the closet for a couple hours until she felt confident the interlopers were gone. As it happens, four hours into sleep, I woke only moments before the doorbell rang. I need to catch up on rest. The energy expended running a marathon in my latest dream cannot be helping matters.