...and he's in all kinds of trouble. Hey Now, Hey Now, my boyfriend's back!*
That's right, my boyfriend, Tommy Gavin, is back tonight.
It's the season premiere of Rescue Me.
What's that you say? He's a troubled, tortured alcoholic with known relationship issues and he sees dead people? Well, to that I reply "No one's perfect".
Plus that's the beauty of the imaginary boyfriend...
you don't actually have to put up with all their baggage.
If you are not watching this show, well... you should be. It's not always the easiest show to watch, (OK, sometimes it is downright painful... ) but it really is some of the best stuff on television. Really strong writing, dialog that has you in stitches one minute, in tears in the next.
Tonight, 10 pm. On F/X.
Don't call me, I won't be answering the phone...
*Although this is the song that I have chosen to title this post, it is not the song that I have been singing all day. That would be the Von Bondie's "C'mon C'mon."
I've been humming it mindlessly all day....