Glee 2x06 - Never Been Kissed

When I snagged this (very idiotic, in retrospect) domain name about two-odd years ago, the intention was to just talk about TV. Because, hey, I watch a lot of it and have plenty of opinions about it.

Except I never have terribly reliable access to it (we don't even own a TV set at my place), I usually never watch things until a week after I have access to them anyway, and I haven't seen plenty of shows that any TV connoisseur would punch me in the face for. (Seriously. I've been threatened.)

So this leaves any TV blog I try to write in an awkward place. I'm writing about stuff a few days/weeks after it airs, a few years after it airs, or seconds after consumption. In any case, it seems sort of silly to even bother, given TV blogging culture and how, by it's very nature, it needs to be immediate, relevant, and, you know. Smart.

But, then I realized, hell. It's my blog. Forget convention. Let's be bold!

Let's talk about "Glee."

Glee is opening yourself up to joy...

The problem with a first post, no matter what it is that you're trying to do or in what format you're trying to do it in, is that there's just no way to encapsulate everything that you're attempting in a single entry. Plus, you also sort of have to have this grand 'mission statement' about yourself implied to boot, as if right off the bat you're supposed to have your goals, aspirations, dream date, and favorite Backstreet Boy all picked out and ready. (As if I can pick just one of my boys...)

That's the same way I feel about pilot episodes. What jerk decided that a first episode has to have everything already worked out? It's supposed to be a tester, you know? A feeler. A little mini piece of potential that may or may not come out as originally intended.

All that being said, if I really had my way pilots honestly would be the best episode of a show, and all of the kinks would be worked out and any changes that occurred there after would be simply improving upon something that's managed to be awesome instantly. Yep, that's what I want. But as a person with no power to enforce these unrealistic expectations upon poor, hapless TV writers, I get to feel indignant about it on their behalf. Wonderful, how that works out, eh?

Which brings me to "Glee."