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The Chemicals Between Us: A Breaking Bad Series Finale Liveblog with ExpertPenguin and Her Infernal Majesty

 

Alright, be honest. Are you having Breaking Bad withdrawal shakes right now? Do you wish you could  hear Jesse say “Yeah, Bitch!” one final time? Looking for reasons to never have chamomile tea ever again? For reals?! Us too!

If you hanged around with me and my often Saul-like counterpart, ExperPenguin for the Dexter series finale liveblog, then you should check out the equally obsessed to-the-minute liveblog hilarity we engaged in during the Breaking Bad series finale. Read along, or put in your two cents during our goodbye to the best hero/anti-hero/villain on the TV landscape.

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For Better Or Worse: A Dexter Series Finale Live Blog with ExpertPenguin and Her Infernal Majesty

The final season of Dexter has finally come to a close, and for those of us who have traveled the long, confusing, blood-soaked road of America’s Favorite serial killer, it’s time to part ways with the Dark Passenger in all of us.

Thanks to all who joined me, Her Infernal Majesty and my own personal Harry, ExpertPenguin, as we made our internal monologues known,  in order to bid our favorite blood spatter analyst goodbye.

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Robots, Sex, and How I Learned to Love the Cylon Nookie – The Extremely Spoiler Heavy Part 3

If you’re just getting here, you should know that this is the third and final installment in my nerdriffic saga entitled Robots, Sex, and How I Learned to Love the Cylon Nookie. As much as I love having you here, this whole thing will probably make more sense if you read the first and second entries of this Cylon geekout fiesta before diving into this one. Also, there are lots and lots of spoilers, so if you haven’t watched the show, now would be a good time to get on that. Just a suggestion. :)

With the Cylons exhibiting so many interesting characteristics and all, it’s easy to forget that there are actually some humans left in the universe depicted in Battlestar Galactica.

I realize that I have been occasionally referring to humans as “us” and “we” throughout this saga I have begun. Because of this, I think it is important to point out that the humans in Battlestar Galactica are not exactly like real-life contemporary humans.

For instance, they are not from Earth.

(*boom boom boom*)

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Robots, Sex, and How I Learned to Love the Cylon Nookie – Part 2

If you’re just getting here, you should probably know that this is the second installment in my geekout trilogy entitled Robots, Sex and How I Learned to Love the Cylon Nookie. It’s really up to you, but this will probably flow better if you read the first installment of my cylon nerdgasm before jumping into this one. Just a heads up. :)

Generally speaking, being a Cylon seems like a pretty good deal, doesn’t it?

I mean, you’re pretty much immortal, seeing as should you be killed, your consciousness is downloaded into another identical body, leaving you free to continue about your business, whatever that may be.

You’re probably all like,

“Um, yes, about that. What’s all this I hear about Nookie? I’ve got places to be, you know. I kinda, sorta, shot my mom, because I thought she might be a Cylon, and I think I hear sirens.”

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Robots, Sex, and How I Learned to Love the Cylon Nookie – Part 1

A few years ago, when the Battlestar Galactica re-imagining craze was in full swing, it would have been quite impossible for me to care any less about the whole thing.  I know. Shocking, right? At the time, the only thing a that tickled me a bit about it , was the fact that everyone in the show said “frak” in place of curse words.

I mean, frak. It sounded like something Tim Burton’s invaders from Mars Attacks! would say.

There I was, armed with almost no back story, and all I kept hearing was how pretty much anyone could be a Cylon, and how the show was addictive like crack.
I don’t know about anyone else, but I much prefer not being addicted to crack. Especially if it is as whack as they say.

Numerous were the occasions in which some enthusiastic individual tried to talk to me about some of the basic elements of the show. Namely, “OMG, dude! The Cylons look like people! And they have sex!”

They were all met with a pretty decisive “meh” on my end, despite the promise of gratuitous bootay.

It wasn’t until Netflix got in on the crack began streaming the complete series that I somewhat halfheartedly started watching.

Needless to say, my hesitation didn’t last long. Before I knew it, I was watching multiple episodes at a time, and screaming at my screen, like someone in a Tyler Perry movie.

How does this happen, you ask? How does someone initially so uninterested become so immersed?

Well, like I said. Crack.

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