Lorelai, you don't even know what we're voting on!

Yeah, but I'm agin it! 

Oh Lorelai, you and your food at town meetings, making Taylor mad. 

My older sister has recently decided that she needs to school her children in classic Disney movies. So far they've watched Pinocchio, Cinderella, Snow White and Sleeping Beauty. While we were watching Snow White, we watched Grumpy and Bashful have a little exchange that went something like this...

Grumpy: Angel, ha! She's a female! And all females is poison! They're full of wicked wiles!

Bashful: What are wicked wiles?
Grumpy: I don't know, but I'm agin it. 


I love that even a movie from from 1937 can lead back to Gilmore Girls! It made me super happy. 

Come on, Brad. Go out a winner.

I know you already know this, Neaves, but the rest of our (six) readers don't. And it simply must be documented here.

The Boy Creature's birthday was last week, and his parents came here to visit. And because they're fairly well off and he's their only kid, they're comfortable with throwing their money around. So they got me a present for his birthday, in addition to getting him presents.

They got me Gilmore Girls. The complete set. In the squishy box.

I can't believe that didn't tip me off, too. I was standing there, waiting for him to open his present, because the birthday person should get to go first, and I could feel through the paper that it was squishy. So how did I not realize? I knew it was squishy. But I was standing there thinking, "Maybe it's a jewelry box or something?" And then I opened it and the Gilmore Girls glory shined forth, and I squeed. I was way more excited about my present than Chris was about his. They got him the complete Buffy the Vampire Slayer, which is cool, and he likes it, but no one loves any show like we love Gilmore Girls.

This all has a point, though.

When we got in the car to come home from work today, "Cherish" was playing on the radio. And I immediately thought of Brad at the Chilton graduation.

And then I realized that if I wanted, I could watch that episode when I got home. I could watch any episode when I got home. I can watch any episode, any time.

Best. Unbirthday present. Ever.

Yeah, it's right up there in between old Brady Bunch reruns and the lyrics to Rapture.

Today on the way home from work, we heard "We didn't start the fire" on the radio. I've heard that song probably twice in the last five years or so (mainly because I can't find that CD you made me that had it), but I still remember all the words.

I just thought you would appreciate that, with your love of William Joel. Billy Freaking Joel. B Money.

But I have even more exciting news. In searching for the title to this post, I just googled "Lorelai Gilmore Rapture lyrics."

And my good friend google found me a website that has the script for EVERY SINGLE EPISODE OF GILMORE GIRLS. EVER.

How ridiculous is it that a really big part of me does want to go through and read every single one, in order? Tell me honestly.

He’s gonna be expecting Chilton High School senior Trixie McBimbo.

You know, Lauren Graham hasn't changed much from Lorelai Gilmore to Sarah Braverman. Neither has her daughter, and the things they're going through.

Lorelai gets Rory to have an alumni dinner with Harvard alum Darren Springsteen (who may or may not be the brother of Bruce. That was left undetermined), and Sarah gets her daughter Amber to meet with Berklee alum Carly Barlow.

When watching this weeks episode, I couldn't help but laugh that Lauren Graham is playing essentially the same character, only a little less stable. And she has a son this time. But the son barely makes any appearances.

It's nice of Lauren Graham to keep up with our Gilmore Girls obsession.

A kid, like a goat? A kid, like a daughter, April.

I've decided that Vanessa Marano, also known as April Nardini, is stalking Lorelai, I mean, Lauren Graham. She suddenly just shows up as Luke's long unknown daughter, and I thought her character was really annoying, and now she's showing up in Lauren Graham's new show Parenthood. She's going to be the girl her son likes. (though, I'm kind of disappointed, cause I was determined her son was going to be gay. Oh well).

Watch the clip:
http://www.imdb.com/video/hulu/vi500566297/

I don't know how I feel about this. I didn't really like her character on Gilmore Girls, and I don't think I'm going to like her here either.

Why is April stalking Lorelai? I don't get it.

Rory Gilmore sex boat

Hello world! Prepare to have no idea what we’re talking about most of the time.

You have now stumbled upon the blog between myself (Kat) and my best friend (Neaves). We secretly hope that you found this blog by googling “Rory Gilmore sex boat,” and if you actually get that reference, you’re way ahead of the game. If you actually DID find us by googling that, you’re our new favorite person in the whole world. You’re even better than Amy Sherman Palladino, or Janis from the Muppets.

You should also know that this is probably the last time either of us will address you, the reader, except maybe in passing. If you're lucky.

We've been talking about starting this blog for ages. Possibly years. We have nothing important to talk about. But we're in different states, and we can't spend all our time on the phone. If nothing else, we have jobs. Plus, we'd have to stop to watch Glee. It's what we watch obsessively now, since we don't have Gilmore Girls anymore.

We're not kidding when we say we understand Gilmore Girls on a much deeper level than you. We're deeply obsessed. I'm sure we could carry on entire conversations solely in quotes, and frankly, I'm surprised we haven't actually done so yet. We play a game sometimes where one of us says a quote, and the other has to name the episode. It's a good game. Except for our friends and family, who have to listen to it.

So instead of inflicting it upon them, we'll inflict it on you, world. Enjoy.