Liz Tells Frank What Happened on BONES now has a home base! For all your tragic snipering needs.

And hey, the earlier ones are NEVER BEFORE SEEN. I didn't start putting them on my blog until December, so November's entries are NEW TO YOU.

It seems there are all these sewer tunnels below DC and they're inhabited by a strange population of what everyone refers to as "mole people." To me, mole people sound like the adorable protagonists of a Disney flick, but they're actually sad broken humans who are hiding from the world above and/or their Tragic Pasts. Deschanel feels right at home! ( Read more... )

Anyways, Bones's robot brains prove their use and she starts solving both crimes like a mo-fo, which makes Beau grin in that proud-like-a-really-inappropriate-papa way. And at the end of her long day, he makes her TAKE HIM HOME so that he can use his sniper expertise to watch over her that night ( Read more... )

Sad-eyed guy is hot and serious and clearly haunted by his Tragic Past. It's Dude-chanel! And Dude-chanel has, like, magic powers and shit, because he knows all about Deschanel's own missing parents, and tries to use them to manipulate her into helping him. She tells him: "I'm not interested in bonding over my Tragic Past." She then proceeds to ( Read more... )

I know, I know! You've been wondering, BONES? What's been happening? As far as you know, they could be doing anything. They could be finding the real killer of Abe Lincoln! They could be determining exactly what species of mammal Katie Holmes is gestating! They could be GOING TO THE MOON. And you wouldn't know any better, because I am a failure. ( Read more... )

So today is one of the few non-family birthdays I remember, mainly because I have two long-time friends who share it with a fictional character. It seems like a fine opportunity, though, to say that I hope everyone on my friends list has a happy and healthy year of non-birthdays and a very special day on the one that is a birthday.

And cake for ladysisyphus ( Read more... )

Lesser Deschanel and Beau investigate the death of a months-decayed kid who was found in an alley, wearing a homemade superhero costume. The kid's name is Warren, a reference to Warren Ellis, but this kid is most certainly NotWarrenEllis. For one thing, when not being a home schooled shut-in, NotWarrenEllis liked to run around with a bunch of "can ( Read more... )

There's a new SMRT-TV and some updates at my blog.

Also, if you're in LA and looking to escape the tedium of Valentine's Day TV programming, I'm reading at a free spoken word event tonight. Karma Coffeehouse, 8-11pm. Should be fun.

Given that this armor lead to the deaths of 30 soldiers, the Justice department is totally cool with leaving an eight-year-old in the hands of a team of finger-lopping-off-and-sending-to-Beau-in-a-jewelry-box South African mechanic/mercenaries hiding out in an abandoned gas station from the 1970s. (Lesser Deschanel found a bit-off chunk of ear in ( Read more... )

Apparently the dead MAW was addicted to plastic surgery, and Beau and Lesser Deschanel meet a few doctors who go all Nip/Tuck on LD, only to fail miserably at shaking her self-confidence and body image. Lesser Deschanel apparently has a moral problem with plastic surgery. This is a really easy moral problem to have when you look like her and you ( Read more... )