I have HoC there to watch, but I never feel like starting it. Then I already know it will end up like Breaking Bad or Game of Thrones, where I start watching them half-heartedly and within a couple of days I'm talking like I'm a Lannister by surname. Rather: forced by my better half, last night I rewatched the first episode of Dr. House... sweet mother: it looks like it was shot in 1983 by Renè Ferretti! So cheesy, all the actors styled terribly and dressed even worse. And above all, with a rhythm like an amateur video at a confirmation, that at one point I fell asleep and when I woke up I was already writing this comment and in the bathroom I found the inscription "Welcome to retro-vulvar fibrocystic vasculitis"...