True What?

I am going to be brutally honest, True Blood has lost me so much, I ended up crocheting through three-quarters of the newest episode. I did watch, but my full attention wasn’t devoted to what was happening on the screen.

Why?

Because the show has become utterly fucking predictable.

Even without seeing a good chunk of the action on the screen, I still knew who would do what, say what, and all that jazz. (No, there was not a musical moment, but there might as well have been for as far out in left...