Oh my God, I miss my weekly updates. It takes me about
two hours to watch an episode of Golden Girls and do the blog. And while that
is two hours well spent it is two hours I haven’t had for a while. I have been
stupid busy and I have officially started my master’s program, so now I’m
stupid, stupid busy. By the time I finish all my writing work, the last thing I
want to do is stare at my computer screen anymore. This blog is not dead. But from now until the
end of the year it will be sporadic. October looks slightly better. I have less
time-consuming projects to worry about. I will say, once the new year hits I
should have more free time. In the meantime, I’m trying to work on a schedule
to watch one episode through the week and post on Sundays again. This may end
up being totally unsuccessful, but we’ll see.
S01 E13 Original Airdate December 14 th , 1985 God save me, I moved to a new state. To a new timezone. My life is in boxes. Except for my laptop, so Golden Girls away! We open with Sophia packing a suitcase, but here’s the catch, she’s packing food! Hilarious. When Dorothy asks why Sophia is packing all this food to visit Phil she takes a potshot at Phil’s wife. She apparently only goes into the kitchen for a cold beer. His wife is a welder. So good for her. Sophia: My son married a welder. Too bad she didn’t weld his zipper shut. They got ten kids they can’t afford. You’re Catholic, Sophia, that should make you happy. Anyway, Sophia is visiting Phil because one of his sons is graduating pet grooming school. You best believe Sophia has some thoughts about that and they are not complimentary. The family moment is interrupted by Blanche and her great new way to meet new men. CPR class. Nothing says romance like the kiss of life. Sexy. Of course, when Blanch
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