House, or why I don't EVER want to get sick

Friday nights, that means House on USA (ick, I know, plugs), and viewers were lucky enough to catch what I'm hoping is a recurring character by the name of Henry. For those of you who haven't seen the latest episode (a. what are you doing reading my blog, and b. GO get it now at piratebay, jeeze), I won't spoil anything. That said, Carmen Argenziano was one of the 40 odd doctors vying for one of the three seats in House's Diagnostic board. I'm ashamed to say the only other experience I've had with his acting was from Star Gate on Sci-Fi (well, actually Showtime to Syndication, then picked up by the Sci-Fi channel... now I'm done digressing) and showed some talent in spite of the writing.

Also, the patient didn't die three or four times in the course of the episode just to show how fucking urgent the illness is. THANK YOU FOX for finally stopping that, it was old through the first two seasons.

Okay, I'm done with that rant now.

Game-ways I picked up the Orange Box, rather it was gifted by the loving and totally awesome heather, and will give you my thoughts on Portals later. Maybe TF2, but shit I suck at those team games.

Maybe I'll even let you in on a dirty little secret later... hmmm, tasty.