The One Thing This Show Won't Murder
The worst thing about winter, besides the snow, and the cold, and the days getting shorter, is that it's time for soaps to break out the heavy outwear which means that, for the third year in a row, Robin Scorpio is roaming about town in the hideous plaid coat of which I have an irrational, obsessive hatred.
I'd like someone to explain to me why the General Hospital writing staff refuses to acknowledge history, character motivation and events that unfolded on-screen earlier in an episode while the General Hospital wardrobe department is all, "Put Robin in a different coat?! No! This coat has been an essential part of the character for the past two years! It's who she is!"
There were many developments on today's GH that are crying out for discussion, and discuss them I will, once I gather the strength to re-watch a scene that irritated me so much that my ears intervened and wouldn't let me hear the rest of it. You know which scene I mean.