Jun. 21st, 2006

urbanamazon: (Anubis)
Y'know... I've said it before and I'll say it again.

It's getting to the point where I could turn on the TV at any hour and, given a large enough range of channels to choose from, I can find some version of CSI to watch.

Vegas only, though. Give me Grissom, Sanders, and Stokes or give me bad daytime cartoons, thanks.

Seeing that I'm still recovering from a 24 hour bastard of a food poisoning case, I find it strangely soothing. It's like the same mindless, faintly sugary exposure of old classic television view horizontal to the flavour of ginger ale and soda crackers... just like classic StarGate, The Methos Show Highlander, and Due South... only y'know, guiltlessly educational and with cuter slash opportunities.

And I turned on to Smallville, too, and got James Marsters speaking his original accent in the episode that featured (shock! awe!) vampires. The cheese... it was healing.

Edited to add: And I tune into CSI with bondage that isn't fanfiction. The night warms.

Edited to Add 2: Holyeffinghell. CSI het otp = Grissom x Lady Heather. Intelligent S&M conversation. Brainsex. With "Closer" (stereotypically) in the background. Full stop. Gimme. NOW.

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