Sometimes TV can be so, you know, fictional. It really burns my biscuit when television shows create scenes and situations that simply aren't realistic. Like, when the epidemiologists on Medical Investigation traveled to outbreak investigations by black helicopter. Or, how the criminalists on CSI carry guns. Or how Lorelai Gilmore knit four feet of a 12" scarf in an hour. Or how Jack Bauer recovered from two years of Chinese water torture and being shishkabobbed within 45 minutes. (But would 24 be as much fun to watch if it were just 24 episodes of Jack in the ICU?) I often wonder why some flights of fancy (i.e., the entire premise of Lost) are acceptable, yet others exceed my ability to suspend disbelief (i.e., building a free clinic in 8 days on Grey's Anatomy). I think the more minor stretches of reality are tougher to ignore. In any case, this whole subject came to mind because I am currently blogging from an improbable location, one where you might find Rory Gilmore snuggled up with a laptop in a cold open, were Rory Gilmore a blogger and not a... whatever she is this week. I'm sitting in a comfy easy chair, beside a glass wall overlooking an indoor swimming pool as dozens of swimmers turn laps. It's surreal, the flickering of the pool lights and the constant motion of the water. Kind of like blogging at the human aquarium. Look lively, mates! Thar's a manatee! If only I had a mocha latte at hand, this would be a perfect TV scene. I do have a TV star-worthy fancy knit scarf, at least. So we'll see if tonights super-dramatic Grey's Anatomy where Seattle is crumpled into a ball and hurled at the sun is annoying or great. The TV announcer claims that "everyone will be talking". We'll see about that.