My Life, A Cocktail

After months of wait and patiently watching and re-watching the older episodes, Season 9 is finally here. Hubby tuned in 2 hours earlier than the telecast time and ordered no playing with the remote, lest we miss it. Yes, such was the excitement. The 2 hour premiere was more than just entertaining. It was a whole new perspective about Dr. House, the doctor who we know can diagnose unfathomable conditions is himself a patient at an asylum. With almost no known characters, save House and Wilson, it seemed like a story in itself, with a start and an end. A sinusoidal roller coaster ride of humor and grief. The good news is Dr. House is back. And I mean, back at his hospital from the asylum. I am sure the fans are grateful.

A dialogue from yesterday’s episode of HOUSE: “I would rather sit watching the birds, than wishing I had wings” reminded me of A dialogue from the movie Signs: “There are two kinds of people in this world, one that believe in miracles and that there is someone out there who will come save us in the time of need, and the other that believe they are all alone and have to watch out for themselves” The question is always the same… Which kind are you?