Saturday, June 10, 2006

My Name Is Sassy ...

... and I'm addicted to Deadliest Catch. It's true. I live and breathe to watch the latest episode. I don't care if it's King Crab season or Opie season. I just have to have my fix. And I don't even like crab! I mean, when Dave (deckhand - Cornelia Marie) rolled his ankle - I wept. When Nick's (deckhand - Northwestern) wife called and said she and the baby had the flu - I wanted to fly up to Alaska (or wherever the frozen hell she lives) and make chicken soup for her. And I'm about ready to fire the entire crew of the Rollo! How dare they screw up the crab count and get one of my fave captains (Cap'n Eric) fined! Bastards....

If you don't watch this show, you're missing out. I mean, I don't know about you guys, but I'm almost ready to go rig some pots, hook some lines, run some block, and eat some beating cod heart! It's a great soap opera, full of testosterone ... it's a testospera!

Gotta go - they're re-airing last week's episode! Woo hoo!

Signed,
Sassy Greenhorn

Oh - and a special Sassy shout-out to my fellow Nittany Lion, Cap'n Andy (Time Bandit)! WE ARE! PENN STATE!


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1 comment:

JazzyJ said...

Hmmm, will have to take your word for it. Ironically enough, I am rejoicing in the return this week of the total antithesis of Deadliest Catch -- the estrogen-fest: Bridezillas. Whether they are berating their spouse-to-be, their pastor, the hairdresser, the janitor or their dog - these wackos are always entertaining.