Indeed, my fears have come to pass. Skins has sucked me-- uh sucked me in. Within a week, I have gone through 8 of the 9 episodes of the first season. WARNING-- for the uninitiated Norte Americanos or wherever in the the world you may be, some spoilers this way come, and in the case... Continue Reading →

  I am afraid of being sucked into a vortex, or maybe left stranded in the desert, the vast wasteland of television, stretching for endless miles, no oasis in sight. Worse than being stranded alone, I am stranded with a wild pack of teenagers no less. I hear they've got good drugs, or that's what... Continue Reading →