I KNOW! You came to this very spot expecting 90210. Because as a person disgustingly and pathetically in love with all things Dylan-centric, I should have many many thoughts on this (bastardized?) continuation of The Way of the Walsh.

But I don’t. Because I haven’t seen it yet. I COULD explain here about why I was absent from the couch during such a monumentous TV viewing situation but then it would involve things like cracking sheet rock and “Oh look! We took those pillars out from under the house and now the bathroom door won’t shut.” Comments like that tend to make the hubs go a little stabby…

Instead I will just say… DVR? Yes please. And know that even though it is once again Project Runway-day I won’t be watching it either because I still haven’t seen LAST WEEK’S episode. Am extreme slacker… yes… but also? Was at beach. So I thank you for your patience. And if you were one of those people who emailed me and the subject said 90210? I’m not ignoring you. I’m just afraid to open the email until I’ve watched with the proper reverence. And medication. (Because really? New kids? WHO CARES. I want, nay I NEED to know if Steve has burned down Casa Walsh yet.)

But what I’m trying to get out of my head is that thank god I’m still playing catch up at work and don’t have to be super-vigilant about avoiding any mention of that damn Brenda Walsh and how she is going to fuck up the program THIS time around. Seriously though? You can pry my TiVo from my cold, dead hands.