Wednesday, January 23, 2008

What's In A Name?

In Season 2, in the episode entitled, "Anti-Thesis" we all got to meet the awful, evil, maniacal "she-witch" who has been a thorn in the side of my beloved Detective Bobby off and on ever since. One of the still unresolved mysteries -- for me at least -- that came out of this episode is shown below in the form of his middle initial. (The big "O.") To my best recollection, I have never heard his middle name mentioned on any of the 117 episodes in which he has appeared thus far. If I'm mistaken, please enlighten me.

Regardless, it got me thinkin'. (Like that surprises you?)


Just what might be the middle name that goes with this sweet face? I did a quick search on Google, and here are a very few possibilities: Oliver, Orson, Oscar, Owen, and the ever popular "Oral." (Behave Vixens.) Please feel free to share your suggestions, or reveal the name if you know it.


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On a "similar" note, in "Endgame," Bobby was presented with the horrifying possibility that his biological father might be a notorious serial killer named Mark Ford Brady. So far, in an abbreviated Season 7, we've not been made privy to the fact if Bobby ever investigated to find out if that was, in fact, the truth. But I submit the following for your consideration: If Bobby's real father turns out to be Mark Ford Brady...that would make his name -- are you ready -- Bobby Brady, and I simply cannot accept that. Forgive me, but the refrains of "the Brady Bunch, the Brady Bunch, that's the way we became the Brady Bunch" are now playing on a loop in my brain. Nope, the ruggedly handsome face below is most definitely now and forever will be: Robert O. Goren.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Just For The Fun Of It

During a visit to the mental asylum, a visitor asked the Director how do you determine whether or not a patient should be institutionalized?

"Well," said the Director, "we fill up a bathtub, then we offer a teaspoon, a teacup and a bucket to the patient and ask him or her to empty the bathtub."

"Oh, I understand," said the visitor. "A normal person would use the bucket because it's bigger than the spoon or the teacup."

"No" said the Director, "A normal person would pull the plug. Do you want a bed near the window?"

For the record, I would have picked the bucket, too. They have reserved a "special" room for me.


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And from the sad "butt" true category.


But I have to admit, I wouldn't mind having one of "these" mirrors....


Tuesday, January 15, 2008

How The Obsession Began

Back in August of 2002, I was in Florida vacationing with my friends Betty and Ralph, and my godson…Nathaniel. After spending the day at the pool and walking on the beach and doing typical vacation stuff, we were all sitting around the living room at the condo one evening, talking and watching TV. Nathaniel was in charge of the remote, so he picked a show on USA. I think it was Betty who eventually asked Nathaniel the name of the show and...as fate would have it...it turned out to be "Law & Order Criminal Intent."

Now, I had been a fan of the “mother ship” Law & Order for a number of years. At that time, I didn’t watch SVU…mainly because the subject matter could be way too intense. (I have since gotten over my phobia.) I had read that Dick Wolf was launching another installment, but had made up my mind not to watch it simply because I watch way too much television. So, LOCI had already been on air for a year when I saw my first episode…a rerun at that.

As we’re watching and talking, Nathaniel said…something along the lines of…you have to watch this guy, referring to – of course – VDO and all his wonderful quirkiness. So, we watched it that night and I didn’t think about the show again until one cold, dark Sunday night, smack dab in the middle of winter, I was “channel surfing” and couldn’t find a thing to watch when I landed on NBC…and there he was in all his glory. Bending this way and that, tilting that glorious dark head, sniffing this, touching that, noticing the minutest of details as he tracked down the perp and wheedled a confession out of him…or her. I was hooked.

Now, don’t start hurling “virtual” things at me through your computer, but I have to say that I didn’t find him all that handsome when I FIRST discovered our Detective Bobby. But there was definitely “something” about him that made me come back week after week. I don’t even know when the “moment” hit me, but it did…like a ton of bricks, and I realized Bobby’s the best looking man to come down the pike in a long, long while, and now I can't take my eyes off of him.

So, here it is…the episode where I first saw Bobby. I can’t say that I was “Crazy” for him the instant I saw him, but it’s safe to say I’m head-over-heels, loony-tunes in love with the man now.