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I’ve been Game of Throne’d.

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** Warning – if you haven’t seen the new season of Dexter but are planning to watch ?

DO NOT READ THIS POST!!

Major spoilers ahead…. and trust me, it will ruin the experience.

Here, I’ll give you time to exit before it’s too late.

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Alrighty then.

Proceed at your own risk.

While I’m not a huge television person like my husband ( How many times can a man watch Rio Bravo, El Dorado, and The Sons of Katie Elder! ) I do enjoy following a number of HBO, Starz and Showtime series. The DVR is simply the greatest invention known to man (behind the margarita and bacon of course) and while the husband is in the living room falling asleep to yet another John Wayne marathon, I curl up in bed to binge watch the Roys (Succession) Bobby Axelrod (Billions) and the lovable serial killer avenging angel, Dexter.

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When I watch a series, I commit. I’m in for the long haul and am beyond pissed when I put in a year or two only to have the show yanked out from under me with no resolution. Yes American Gods, I’m talking to you. Dropping a series on a cliffhanger is cruel, and I may have to write to Neil Gaiman personally to complain. (Do not get me started on Carnivale! That was cancelled in 2003 and I’m still not over it.)

So when I heard the news that a new season of a past favorite was brewing?

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I was in!

I watched an episode a week and reveled in being reunited with an old friend.

And then it happened. The last episode.

I knew it was coming, as soon as the coach gave Harrison the team jacket. I didn’t want to believe they’d do it, but they did.

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They killed Dexter.

And this time he is well and truly dead.

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But it wasn’t just his death that bothered me. No, it was the last minute 180 degree character shift that really ticked me off. For 8 seasons we knew Dexter as the tormented soul who killed with a purpose. Okay… he did it gleefully, but he took out the trash and rid the earth of some truly horrible human beings. He had a code damn it! But at the end, standing in front of his equally damaged son… we suddenly find out he did it just for fun?

No.

It’s like Daenerys Targareyen all over again. For ten years I lived and breathed Game of Thrones. Carefully following the Mother of Dragons rightful ascension to the throne… only to be left gasping at the ridiculous final season when up was down and down was up.

There’s talk of another new season of Dexter.

Without Dexter.

I say no thanks. Loyal fans can only take so much.

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Magazine musings…

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Since I’m still trying to plow through my massive stack of magazines, I have to share.

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Do we really need shoes that breathe? I don’t… but maybe that’s just me.

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I’m all for alternative leather products… eucalyptus? Cool. But if they come up with kale filled seats? I’m boycotting on sheer principle.

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According to this map temperatures are rising almost everywhere but it looks like me and my hot flashes are in the right place. Hang in there Maine! River melts into a puddle in anything above 75 degrees.

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If you’ve never had canned brown bread you haven’t lived a full life. This is a Maine staple, made in Portland, Maine… so why this article calls it Boston brown is a mystery. Moist and filled with molasses?

Try it. Your mouth will thank me.

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Dexter is coming back!

I don’t have Showtime anymore but might have to resubscribe in order to revisit my favorite serial killer.

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Ghost pepper strawberry frosting?

No.

Just no.

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