Say what you want about George RR Martin killing off main characters right and left, but he does seem to save the particularly grisly deaths for the real baddies. Remember Daenery's brother's horrible death-by-molten-gold poured on his head? Joffrey's painful death by poisoning at his nuptials pales in comparison yet was entirely satisfying. "Red Wedding," part deux indeed.
I always knew Joffrey wasn't long for this world, not only because he was a horrid little elfin sadist, but because the actor who played him, Jack Gleeson, has been quite vocal that once his time on the show ended he would give up acting. This is probably a good idea because, though he was delightfully wicked, there was always something a little off about his acting; I felt like I was watching a high school production of King Lear or something.
Poor Tyrion is blamed for the death, though we know it was really Joffrey's fool that carried it out. Now he will be banished to a cell somewhere until he can either prove his innocence or wait for the Lannisters to lose their power. He had already sent his mistress packing after fearing that she would be killed, now that his loving family had found out about her.
Last month we mentioned a hook up truck was now roaming San Francisco streets. And now, those who want to go for a romp with their partners can find out where the hook up truck is parked, via the truck's social media platforms.
You can check out the Facebook page, Instagram profile, and the hashtag #hookuptruck on Twitter to find the trucks location and see snapshots, and potentially reviews, from truck visitors.
After months of watching new shows online and on TV that have been produced by people who are trying and failing to create "edgy" comedies. I'm happy to say that Silicon Valley is not only awesome, but, unlike those other shows, actually gets funnier in the second episode. Happily, all the jokes were not crammed into the first one and left to lager with each subsequent airing.
It appears San Franciscans would rather reserve their leather chaps for the kink of Folsom Street Fair than for the twang of a rodeo hoedown.
