So, having just finished mainlining S1 of The Wire - and, indeed, 2x01, with further episodes tootling merrily down the intertubes to my hard drive as we speak - I think I can now declare myself officially owned. By HBO, by ms_ntropy and shati, and most of all, by Lester Freamon. Which:

Lester Freamon: actually God as played by Morgan Freeman in Bruce and/or Evan Almighty, Y/Y?

You know, not that I don't love all the other characters ESPECIALLY DANIELS ♥ and ESPECIALLY KIMA, and ESPECIALLY BUBBLES, and ESPECIALLY HERC AND CARVER (I could go on), but. Lester. Dollhouse miniatures. Spectacles. Ninjing in from nowhere with day-saving information. Anyway.

The Wire: point me to icons, stat.



 
ETA: Oh my god I just laughed so loudly I woke my sister on the floor below me.

ALFREDS EYES WERE A BUTTERY, BURNING GOLD; HIS PERFECT FACE ALMOST SEVERE WITH THE DEPTH OF HIS EMOTION AS HE STARTED INTO MY EYES AND SHOUTED "NEVAH"

I fucking love you, ONTD.

...I really, really want to re-watch Rome. Yeah, all of it. But I am in the middle of watching The Wire, and I basically cannot have two HBO shows running at the same time, because I will overload and die from Plot, Awesome, and Ensemble Casts.

Halp.

OH ROME. I LOVE YOU FOREVER. OUR LOVE IS FOREVER-LOVE.

(Man, I say all this as if I should not be brushing up on my BSG/Firefly/Heroes credentials in preparation for Nerd Vegas. NOT ENOUGH HOURS IN THE DAY. WHY SO AWESOME, SHOWS?)