Bad news for Alias fans, which I know at least ninafarina and rum_holiday sorta are: Jennifer Garner's character, no spoilers intended, will be preggers next season, which almost automatically means the shark has not only been jumped but its fin is far, far away in the background, but also, they will be bringing in a newer, younger, hotter chick to do the heavy lifting of leaping about, kicking people in the head, and wearing tight revealing outfits. That means the shark has been jumped, re-jumped, and finally stuffed, mounted and placed on a low-rising display rack for ease of future jumping.
The worst TV-watching available lately has been baseball, alas. The White Sox, since returning in triumph from the All-Star Game with the best record in baseball, have apparently forgotten how to win ballgames and have remembered that they are the Chicago White Sox and the Chicago White Sox aren't supposed to be any good. While they're still eleven games ahead in the division and still (barely) the best team in baseball, they've followed up a sweep by the Athletics with a split with the Red Sox and a series loss to the lowly Royals. Some will bristle at my whining while my team has the best record in the majors, but even leaving aside the fact that the point now is not merely to win but to win against teams you might have to face in the playoffs, teams have collapsed and fallen out of contention later in the season than this. Boys need to remember how it was they stomped every team in baseball into a mudhole the first three months of the season, and get back to that stat. I'm not eager to end this season the same way I've ended the last 15 or so.