老婆’s long burned through all her Chinese-subtitled downloads (however something like Coccidioidomycosis was translated, surely that med student in Shenzen can score a job with fan work like this on her resume), but I left the three seasons we got on sale at Target until the holiday hiatus. I must say, it felt good to have new ‘thon material, my last having been what, Mortal Kombat: Conquest? Last night I wrapped up the “Tritter” arc, which concluded rather disappointingly with our hero saved by poor inventory management, of all things, and saved from the character reformation sure to mean an end to the series.
Wait, lupus = Lupin…? Of course as an avid Conan Doyle reader in my day—when man, was it ever hard plumbing annotations without wikis; reminds me, add The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes to my Wishlist—I live to spot inconsistencies such as Taub & Cutner knowing Joseph Bell but not Irene Adler, but please don’t chart the good doctor’s course so predictably. Maybe it can turn out that Foreman’s the one with the Mycroft-like superior brother, instead of mining the House DNA trail?
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