So I was watching this week’s BrainDead, which you’d think would lead to a Mary Elizabeth Winstead post.  I thought it would.  Until it turns out the Partridge Family’s “I Think I Love You” ended up playing a pivotal role in the show.  Like, it helped save the day.  And I was immediately singing along and thinking of Katie Cassidy because lord knows I need to keep writing stuff like this so her lawyers have plenty of things to site one day.  But I can’t help it, I see her and I hear the song.  I hear the song and I think of her.  And I really want to try and explain that you know, it’s cause her dad sings the song but as I type that that doesn’t sound any more normal.  Like not at all.  This is not something that would put someone’s mind at ease at all.  Like, if I somehow entered an elevator and she was there the song would just come out and I would probably get to the second line before the mace hit.  And that would be fair, even as I tried to explain I was thinking about her and her dad.  So fingers crossed I never end up in an elevator with her I guess?  Today I want to fuck Katie Cassidy.