"I'm mad at you. You're still so hot."

I like to write about the representations of sexuality in pop culture. A lot. And today I watched Glee, so this was pretty much inevitable. Sexy Spoilers for Glee, up to and including today's episode Duets.

Yeah. That's right.

I watched Van Gogh: Painted with Words last week. And you know what? I enjoyed it. I was watching it and was all not interested for about the first three minutes and then that documentary voice kicked in and the dramatization was suitably engaging and I was bloody FASCINATED. I was very depressed when the train ride was over but I still had 40 minutes left to watch. But the next day another commute awaited me! I've never learned so much about Van Gogh while commuting. Thank god for ipods.

And I threatened someone with a 50 question Quiz on Van Gogh: Painted with Words, and frankly, this is the kind of threat I keep.

No Spoilers

Dexter's back!

And it remains the only TV show that catches in my throat when I watch it. There's a physicality to watching Dexter, a tension that lingers even after the credits roll. It's so fantastically human. Is it Sunday again yet?

FINALLY

Dexter. Tonight.