2. I made the effort to drive to the farthest-away Goodwill and I FOUND PONIES. 3 original My Little Ponies, 1 I already have but 2 I do not, and one of those two has a mane that is in pristine condition for softness. Plus a bunch of G2 and G3s mixed into the bag that made me wish I could stand more than the original generation, because that was a truly good deal for $4. I want to keep the newer ones in storage with my duplicate G1s on the theory that people would probably buy them if I put a lot up for sale on eBay, but the odds of me ever learning how to use eBay seem low and I feel like I should really just re-donate them and let someone else have a surprise windfall.
3. I watched an episode of Mom voluntarily because David Krumholtz was guest starring on it. Two takeaways:
a) Allison Janney is so great in this role it's almost enough to make me continue watching. She's the Melissa McCarthy of Mom.
b) I DON'T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND exactly what it is doing to my heart and brain and whatnot to watch David Krumholtz play a college professor besotted with a student in a dopey, lovesick way and proposing marriage. Particularly in an old-timey asking-for-her-parents'-blessing way.
4. Fandom March Madness finally got exciting, with a down-to-the-wire finish between "the least offensive chick on Brooklyn 9-9" and Veronica Mars. It was so exciting that, since I have no horses in this race and am clicking on a whim, I actually switched my vote from the former 2 hours before polls closed, at which point Veronica was only one vote behind. The round ended with Veronica 4 votes ahead. So neat!
Also, other TV.
2 Broke Girls And the Cupcake Captive: Let's see...the Signature Drinks were clever, and I thought Max's ability to decorate for a surprise shower was the sweetest thing she's done in months. I didn't hate it but I forget what else happened, despite watching this all of 7 hours ago.
2 weeks of The Mindy Project: The scenes with Stephen Colbert of The Cloth were so secondhand embarrassing I had to start muting them, but I appreciate Mindy's positive response to the disappointment that is (technically) having a boy: who knows what she will identify with? "I could still win." As for the previous week, once she backed herself into a corner I just didn't get why Mindy didn't just claim the problem was with her instead of the dude who is uber-paranoid about any question to his masculinity for any reason. It also seemed like a pretty solid reason why Mindy shouldn't have started her own clinic instead of the joint one in San Francisco.
NCIS, The Artful Dodger: That title sounds exciting, right? It's not, it's about Tony's lame dad helping out on a case as someone with connections to the world of art forgery. There is a pleasant dusting of Jimmy talking about being a new dad, deeming Dr. Mallard the future "Granducky," plus Abby getting a cheek kiss and sewing skull-patterned pajama pants for DiNozzo senior, but it was not good all around.