It's a sad day for television. Well, OK, it’s a sad day for me. I viewed the first of the final three Pushing Daisies episodes today. And it was.....beautiful.
No, really.
It was like a Renoir, but with candy colored sets and dry wit matched by no one.

Oh, Lee Pace, I’m so sad. My wednesdsays will be so incomplete without your beautiful face. And, OK, your new movie is getting a direct to movie release, but I still love you! You, and your epic eyebrows.

Anna Friel, your so talented. I'm going to forgive you for being in a *vomit* Will Ferrel *vomit* movie. But hey! You have Breakfast at Tiffany's on the West End. You'll always have Tiffany's....
Chi McBride, your depection as Emerson is so clever/so witty/so awsome. And Kristin Chenoweth. Oh, Kristin. I'll miss your pint sized spunk and random songs.
I'm very sad.
Very, very, sad.