(Originally August 2, 2005)
I have never seen a single episode of this show. However, my favorite radio talkshow host, Wendy Williams, threw this out during her broadcast today--that the main character died of a burst brain hemorrhage. That main character was/is played by Peter Krause, who had/has been enjoying a new bunch of successful years since his cool little show "SportsNight" on ABC was cancelled many moons ago.
So what'd I do upon hearing this news? I went streaking to their site and commenced to spending three hours reading all the shows' synopsi.
And what did I learn? That this woman, on whom I had a major crush when I handed her her latte at Starbucks, played THE character who's obituary appeared on the side of numerous buses and train stations, in this city, making me wonder just what in the world was really going on on that show.
What really blows my mind is that when I met her and made her drink, and fell in love with how physically beautiful she really was in person, and even had the nerve to flirt with her a little bit, that she had just finished a part on "Six Feet Under" that had been so substantial that they made her character's death a key factor in the advertizing of the show. AND I HAD NO IDEA. I was still in love with her from her guest spot on the "X-Files" lo a million years ago. If I had known, I sure would have had a lot more to flirt with her about. Like namely, I'd have asked her what it's like to be walking down the street and suddenly see a bus going by with a big homage to the character you've played.
What's even more crazy is how two totally unrelated events can actually be related. For all these many months, I've had the memory of those big, white, stark, "Lisa Kimmel Fisher, 1967-2003" signs haunting me, while the memory of a seconds-long dalliance of an adorable Lili Taylor was in the same head and I never knew the two were so strongly linked to each other.
Life.
Huh.
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