I have to wonder what the producers' reasoning is when they give us strong and interesting characters who become part of our lives . . . and then they yank them away without warning or time to prepare. After all, you'd know if you're coming to the end of a book.
I may have inherited this curse from my father. We both enjoyed the Robert Urich "Spenser" series - especially the Hawk characterization. And we both liked Tom Selleck's version of the Jesse Stone novels by Robert Parker. Last year I was a fan of James Woods' Shark mostly because I loved the relationship between Shark and his daughter, difficult and loving and layered. In shows like these, central plots may be clichéd and/or silly but none have clichéd or predictable characters.
The current example is this and last year's Eli Stone. It had some simplistic flaws and even a few wince-worthy moments but it made an attempt to mix drama with humor and even outrageousness now and then, even occasional flamboyance. Watching it was a lot of fun. Who'd have thought George Michael could be charming as a recurrent figment of someone's imagination? Who'd have known that Victor Garber could break into song and dance right after delivering a serious legal argument and be terrific fun? Or that Katie Holmes could be a rousing song and dance girl herself? All that was true, however, and yet last night appears to have been the final aired episode. No warning to the writers so they could wrap up story lines. No warning to viewers so we could wrap up our feelings. It's as if a whole bunch of acquaintances were just vaporized. It's unfair to them, and to us.


Awesome. Amazing. Dara Torres is 41 years old, twenty years older than most of her fellow Olympians, and a mother who managed to win two silvers at this Olympics, one by that ridiculously small margin of .01 of a second (less than two inches). Bolt is the Jamaican who cruised the 100m sprint in 9.69 and won looking as if he was just in a practice (probably the point of all those practices, come to think of it).
Lezak (see 
has paid him much credit. And there's Phelps himself, of course, who physically and mentally handled everything both smooth and not so smooth (grabbing the wall at the end of the fly instead of letting it slip away, enduring nasty remarks by rivals, being unable to see in one race because of slipped goggles, etc.), 17 races in 9 days (heats plus finals) and, on top of it all, cracking 7 world records in the process.
The theme of this Olympics' opening ceremonies was "Children are the nation's flowers" but apparently that was true only for children who met the cuteness requirements of the ceremony's music designer, Chen Qigang.
The French coach Claude Faquet was gracious: "I am neither shocked nor disappointed," he said even though his foursome had been expected to win right up to the last .08 second. "[
