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For shame!  I had somehow forgotten that the new season was already upon us, so as I absentmindedly flipped through the channels one bleak Wednesday evening and eventually stumbled across episode one already in progress, my heart dropped!  Chantilly lace, real cream.  I knew that the new season would be on at some point, but somehow it got behind me  Or in front of me, like a fat little storm trooper next to a lake.  No prognositication whatever.  Settling in for the duration, I found myself traversing not in outer space, but rather inner space, heading towards the molten core...

To be honest, my heart just wasn't fully committed for the new episode.  I know it sounds crazy, but I was always a bigger fan of the Big Bopper than Buddy Holly.  After the travesty of the last season (with the exception of the were-gem) I was feeling a little like Queequeg on the end of a leash.  Rocking gently back and forth, I told myself, "This isn't happening, this isn't happening".  The minutes ticked away.  Up behind me.  A pie on the floor.  Banana cream.  No, wait, coconut cream.  And that's when I met him.  Lord Kimbote.

Needless to say, the first episode was not very good in my estimation.  I couldn't quite put my finger on it.  "It's organic? I don't know", I thought to myself, "Is it some kind of synthetic protein?"  Steeling myself against the cold northwestern darkness, I turned off the television and donned my hideous forest ski wear for the journey ahead.  I needed to eat.  I hadn't eaten in three days.