Is "Enormous Tragedy" An Overstatement, Or An Understatement?
Part of the trouble with having a Thursday that sees me out of the house, and away from the internet, for more than twelve hours (aside from the part that sees me become so exhausted and slap happy on Fridays that I am half asleep at 4:30 and am genuinely amused by corny jokes sixth graders tell) is that I run the risk of missing big news, which I hate, because I hate being the last person to know something in general. And because when I do hear the big news, I am almost always in a public place, and therefore have an over-the-top reaction in front of people.
That was a roundabout way of saying that tonight, I learned that David Canary is leaving All My Children while I was in Starbucks, of all places, and made a sound halfway between a shriek and a gasp and attracted stares and a concerned, "Miss, are you all right?" from the barista (I nodded politely and refrained from shouting, "No, I'm not, because David Canary is leaving All My Children. WHY WHY WHY, WHY IS THIS HAPPENING, WHY?).
I think that many of us have half-expected this news for some time now (probably going back to Stuart being killed off, AKA "Reason Charles Pratt Is A Sadistic Hack #236743"), but it doesn't make it any less devastating! I can't imagine a Pine Valley without Adam, and an AMC without its most talented performer. Well, actually, I can imagine those things, and the best descriptor for both is "terrible". How the HELL am I going to make it through a full episode of this show now? I am either going to have to bribe myself or turn to drugs!