First: I am deeply, truly, and inexplicably in love with the new Eminem song.

Next: After wine with Heather last night (and a little Six Feet Under), I finally watched the X-Files series finale. (I know, this show has been passe forever, but c'mon! It's the end of an era.) Despite the fact that it was engaging, and emotional, especially the Mulder-Scully interaction, the episode seemed to collapse under its own weight in too many ways. I mean, how can you sum up nine years of plot twists that so often contradicted, confused or belabored? The ironic part is, I was just starting to really love Agent Doggett. More than Mulder. For one, the best headline ever came from the now-named Television Without Pity, which posted a recap called "You're the Man Now, Doggett," during the run of those infernal "Finding Forrester" commercials. If I'm making any sense at all...

By the way, if you saw the Survivor reunion (sorry, I'm a TV slut), didn't you think Neleh looked exactly like a blond Alanis?!

I haven't put up pictures yet from the weekend, thus preventing the usual tale-telling. Will do so tomorrow, I hope.

Finally: Every time I get home now I immediately ask, "DID AMAZING RACE CALL?!" Oh please, let the answer be "yes" one day.

This is a very TV-intensive week.