Okay, since I am sans HBO, I watched "Big Love" at my friends house just now. I expected to see it, hoot-n-holler and then come home and write a jaunty little post about what I saw and thought and what they did. I also expected to throw in some sensitivity to the TBMs because of how it must have felt to have something so sacred blah, blah, blah...
None of that's gonna happen today. I am furious and disturbed and, above all else, bugged beyond belief that Dancing With Crazy isn't out yet to help you all understand why I can, and do, rant and rave about the Mormon Church and polygamy as passionately as I rant and rave about the Mormon Church and homosexuality. I don't want to give away a big juicy chunk of my book so I will just say that once DWC is in stores, and you have all had the chance to read it, I will blog a big blog that will link back to this one to remind you of what was put on hold and you will say, "Ah yes, now we understand," and "Holy shit, Pearson!"
For now I will take deep breaths, scream into my pillow for a while and return to my porn post in progress.
Oh yeah, and scramble like mad to get my hands on every previous and brilliant Big Lovin' episode.
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