It's Like Apples and ... Something Not Like Apples at ALL

This is my new TV boyfriend. I know, I know, I'm jumping on this train awfully late. CSI has been on for what, 27 seasons now?

I mean, it is kinda lame. But now I have a Reason to Watch It. I admit, sometimes I don't make it through an entire episode. I just flip back and forth looking for scenes with Warrick. And I really don't have to even have the volume up. Sometimes I just like to watch him swagger, tilt his head, and squint. (tee-hee!)

Of course, as I always do when I have a new TV boyfriend, I start telling everyone. Because I'm SURE you want to KNOW about my psychotic delusions. I told Angie about my new boyfriend, and all I said was that it was the black guy from CSI.

I'm talking to Angie the other night and I'm mention something about him and she goes "I thought you meant the guy from CSI: Miami." and I go "The hispanic guy? Yeah, he's hot, but he's really young." and she goes "No, no the OTHER guy." and I'm like "What other guy?" and she goes "The red-headed one."

She thought I had a crush on David Caruso.

DAVID CARUSO!

WHAT? IN THE HELL??

The whole rest of that conversation was me gasping for enough air to properly scoff at the very idea.

The very IDEA!!!