There, got that out of the way. I was actually expecting more fallout from last week’s murder-that-might-not-be-murder. I’m still not so sure about it all. Maybe it’s just that, knowing Cameron is leaving, I keep looking for the mechanism that propels her ass out of dodge. Chase not coming home at night? Lame. I mean, not lame lame like Laymee lame, but it has to be more than that.

POTW – eh. Cute kid, believably crazy rich dad (or rich crazy?). Not sure what they’re gonna be doing with Thirteen and I kinda don’t care because we all know she comes back. She has to, right? Unless she takes her trapezoidal head to Malaysia for keepsies and I’m not betting the farm on that one. And where the hell is Taub? Where in the goddamn hell is Taub who is now my favorite of the new flock and has gone away like a bastard don’tyaknow? Again, I’m choosing to stay unspoiled so maybe I’m the only one who doesn’t know he’s gone for good, but DAMN I hope he’s not gone for good.

What else, what else…I like Cuddy’s longer hair and the bizarre “checking to see how things are” bit that seemed to exist solely for her to flash the girls all up in House’s face. Which I have zero problem with. I love love love the eyedip, and he gives good eyedip.

This ep seemed very much a standalone, edging back into the normal swing of things ep, not too entirely memorable an ep. And that’s ok. We need journeyman eps to make the special ones stand out even stronger. And speaking of, I was earmuffing it during the promo for next week and when checking to see if it was over, I saw Foreman react like he’d seen a brain jump out of someone’s head and start doing calisthenics. Next week will be LANDMARK because Effbit will BE in Texas to watch this nonsense live with me, so if there’s hopping brains we will be SO ready for them.

I can’t quite decide which of the blonde wonder twins grew a relatively bigger pair last night but my guess is they won’t be battling about it for long.

Last night’s anticipatory TV schedule felt so much like junior high that I was tempted to look forward to Kate & Allie. Starting with House, followed by Lie To Me (and I had just enough presence of mind to avoid next week’s teaser. go me), then a brief field trip for sustenance, back in time for Letterman and Steve Martin (who rocked the chair with his hot socks and tortoiseshells), and ending the evening with Craig Ferguson. Oh. My. God. A friend told me she was crushing on him a year or so ago but I thought nothing of it. Oh. My. God. She should’ve elaborated. I truly don’t think this is feeding off my #1 hotscot (although they did know each other in Glasgow) (hee, I’d die for pics). Ferguson minces around all over the place and somehow it’s not annoying. How is this possible? Not only is it not annoying, it’s CHARMING and fucking ADORABLE. Incredible. And he’s on every weeknight!? There go my early mornings.

C’mon, I couldn’t resist. The fact that I was battling both House & Wilson in order to make jokes about balls had me giggling for way longer than was entirely necessary. Then I’d catch glimpse of the steel grey and lose my train of thought once more. I don’t care how OOC this neuHaus is, I love it. He’s obviously still gonna be an ass (thank god) but now he’s an ass trying to change for the better, and getting to see him in these over-the-top ridiculous situations is perhaps our little present for sticking with him as long as we have. I’m also dying to get some syringes and try the egg trick. I love everything about the egg trick. Except the apron.

But really…can we get him back into the hospital now? The gnocchi scene was cute and all but I don’t wanna watch flirty flirts over baked potatoes. Beyond that, I guess the dick mantle has been officially passed to Foreman (but he seriously needs to keep away from House’s balls), thank god Cuddy ditched those fugly bangs, I LOVE nerds but this POTW made me want to murder, and Taub is the greatest.

I swear I’m of half a mind to track down last night’s ep online to watch again in proper contrast but I’ve promised myself to watch this season live and not to partake in any Tuesday morning cheating. And honestly, after last night I’m of half a mind full stop. Really? It takes a month in a sanitorium for House to successfully charm his way onto Lola’s chair? Really? A) there’s no way she held out that long, and 2) I still think he was faking the healing because he was a huge fan of that movie and just wanted to see how she’s aging. Turns out, pretty fucking A-OK even without the tangerine hair. Other than that, motherfuckin’ NYAGHHhh. House knows he’s pretty but seeing him use his powers for good instead of evil is a heady thing and I’m glad I made that no-downloads promise to myself because otherwise I’d be getting very little work done today. In a chair. Shit…may have to stand all day.

Last night’s ep was incredible on many levels but I think the biggest one is that I honestly can’t picture this new House at PPTH. Dealing with Wilson after hours, yes. But Evil Nurse Brenda? Cuddy? Cottages? I honestly can’t see it, nor can I see how they’ll accept that he’s actually changed (and also to see how easy it may be to get this new soberho onto a chair *CUDDY*). She should organize a hospital-wide screening of last night’s ep so everyone can take the same journey we did, to understand that he sincerely wants to change. But then we run into this pesky problem of fantasy vs reality, and this is why Effbit is my BFFandEver. We straddle that line with limitless flexibility.

Jesus, and here’s where I should be posting pics from last night’s ep but since I’m not DL’ing I can’t screencap. Fuck. I may have to make allowances for Tuesday morning posts.