Finales, finally

After this week I'm free baby. No more breath holding during 24 on Monday nights. No more enduring Ryan Seacrest's canned pineapple "banter." And no more Pepper Monkey on my Top Chef back. (Oops, he's already gone. C'mon Harold, you chicken winger, don't let yourself become that bitch's bitch.)
Just got through the Desperate Housewives finale. As Jerry Garcia would say, we were set up like bowling pins. When the show starts we think...

Oops SPOILER ALERT! That is if you're reading this in Fairbanks right this second. YOU THERE, AVERT YOUR EYES!!!

...Carlos Solis has bitten the dust. But no, he's shag carpeting the housemaid. Instead, now here's an original plotline, Mike Delfino gets...

KEEP YOUR EYES AVERTED THERE BUCKO

...dead or pretty close to it.
C'mon, couldn't Mike and Susan have enjoyed just one lousy smooch under the pretty paper lanterns before Mr. Season Cliffhanger had to spoil the party?
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