Oh, Flight of the Conchords, how I love you. And now you have a television show on HBO - awesome!

"That's right baby.
Girl, tonight we're gonna make love. You know how I know, baby? 'Cause it's Wednesday. And Wednesday night is the night that we make love. Tuesday night's the night that we go and visit your mother, but Wednesday night is the night that we make love. 'Cause everything is just right - conditions are perfect. There's nothing good on TV."

If you're smitten, you can also check out Jemaine in Eagle vs. Shark.

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How edgy I am! I am about to write about Heroes while everyone else in the world is talking about the Sopranos finale.

Because there is the wonderfulness that is the DVR in my home, we tend to record and watch in blocks, sans commercials. I tried to watch Heroes live once and nearly went insane not being able to fast forward through the commercials every 8 minutes. I know it's a popular show. I know they probably have more advertisers than they know what to do with - but seriously? It's fucking up the show something awful to have six or seven commercial breaks instead of the usual four. I refuse to watch the show live for that reason, so the commercials are all lost on me, anyway.

Incidentally, my sister nearly had a fit when I was in San Diego for her wedding and she couldn't talk about Heroes with me and Frinklin. I'll have to call her tomorrow so we can discuss.

So anyway...we're about to embark on the "final chapters" of Heroes tonight, but I cannot get the Mohinder/Sylar needle in the neck scene out of my head. I had nightmares about it last night. And even though it's not the same, all I can think is - just like an epidural. Can't wait 'till I have kids!

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