I’ve reached the point where I’m increasingly blase about this semester’s deadlines. I mean, what’s going to happen? I’ll be on time? Yeah, probably. So I gave myself an hour to monkey around and eat a bowl of rice and beans with L. in front of Jeff Goldblum’s L&O:CI debut episode on DVR. L. found he didn’t have quite the magnetic screen presence he usually has. Though I’m not sure how much to trust L.’s analysis–what can you tell from a performance when you spend a big chunk of it slumped against someone’s shoulder, “resting your eyes”?