Prison Break Returns!

Praise the Lord, my Monday nights have returned to me! Now I've got The Closer, featuring the lovely if slightly over-accented Chief Brenda Lee Johnson who solves crimes while nibbling sweets, obviously a gal after my own heart. But the real prize is the return of Prison Break! Now I'm not sure about the title, seeing as how they've already made the "break" and all, but regardless I am happy to return to my most tense hour of television.

Now if you don't watch Prison Break I just don't know what to tell you, in fact I'm not even sure we can be friends anymore, but if you pick up right now it's practically a new season and someone you know can catch you up to speed. Of course there are things we must discuss, like how pleased I am that they finally killed that whiney dark-haired wannabe super detective! Can I just ask you how in the hell someone with no acting ability and a strikingly crooked face ends up the star of a Prime Time television show? It remains unclear, but fortunately we no longer have to worry about her because she done got shot in the head.

However, her death does upset poor Lincoln, who really has been through enough having to sit in the electric chair for a crime he only almost committed, and I do hate that he's upset. But he really should grow some hair with ears like he's got, bless his heart. Not like Michael, who has a nice enough head to shave. Did you know in the life he sang in an a cappella group in college? I have a soft spot for cheesy chorus folks, as I once was one. In fact, my group once sang with his group, but I don't recall him being there...of course would I recognize him without the tattoos is the question.

Anyway, I am very glad the little doctor didn't die, but for the love of God can they please put some make-up on the girl?! I know you got a drug addiction and all, and right now you're in a pretty bad way, but brush your hair and put on some lip gloss or something. Studies have shown that when you look good, you feel better, which is why I always apply foundation before leaving the house, though in reality nothing can lift my mood when on route to my office.

I suppose everybody else is pretty much okay on the show, except this new detective guy. There is no way he woulda put all that tattoo stuff together in 5 minutes. You expect me to believe there is a code-breaking genius hanging out in rural Illinois who can get "cemetery" from a name badge. I don't think so. But anyhoo, Monday has taken it's spot back as the best night on television, so y'all be sure to tune in so we can discuss the more unfortunate moments;-)