I’m
speaking of Temperance Brennan, in case any of you are wondering. Don’t know
who that is? Well for the last eleven plus years, Temperance Brennan aka
“Bones” has been the protagonist on the TV series of the same name. She has a super cool job as a forensic
anthropologist. Truth be told, I don’t fully understand what that is, but I
know she examines bones and helps the FBI solve murders. Doesn’t that sound
like something you would wanna do? Or is it just me?
Now that
the 12th and final season of “Bones” is in full swing, I decided I HAD to watch
every single episode and get caught up before the series finale airs this
spring. Sounds easy, right? WRONG. There are over TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY episodes of “Bones” to date (yes I said 240)
and I am only on season 7 now. (Spoiler alert: I just found out Bones and her “partner”
Booth finally got their timing straight and are having a baby. Woohoo!) Only a hundred
PLUS more episodes to go… whoa. That’s a
lot.
But what I
have discovered on my “Bones”-watching-frenzy is how much I love the title
character. And how much I wish I could be more like her. For starters, she is
smart as hell. I’m smart, but this woman is beyond anything I could ever hope
to be. Half the time she doesn’t even sound like she’s talking English. Note
this nugget of spontaneous brilliance when Bones appeared as an expert witness
during season 1: “And the
placement of wrist restraints coupled with her hyperparathyroidism would account
for the stress fractures on the distal anterior surface of both the radii and
the ulni.” Huh? Hyperparathyroidism? Radii? Ulni? All I know is that it has
something to do with being tied up. Other than that, dunno. Bones’ words just
sail right over my head. And I kind of love her for that. (Feel free to read my
blog entitled “It’s Science… You’re Not Supposed to Understand It” for further
clarification of my lack of science knowledge.)
But besides being super smart, Bones
can kick some major ass too. She is a very skilled fighter to the point where I
wouldn’t want to run into her in a dark alley if she was pissed off at me. At
least once an episode she decks a guy. And she can fire a gun to boot. Don’t
cross her. She’ll take you down, even while six months pregnant. Or perhaps she’ll
just shout: “Stop, or I’ll kick you in the testicles!” at the top of her lungs.
(She actually said that in the season 3 episode “Death in the Saddle”.)
Did I mention she’s also a best-selling
author too? When she’s not solving murders or cataloging thousand-year-old
bones from some unknown civilization, Bones also writes murder mysteries. These
books apparently sell so well that she never has to work again. She works her
job at the Jeffersonian Institute (think the Smithsonian in the real world) for
the sheer love of the work. Wouldn’t that be nice? To work for the pure love of
it instead of the money? Sign me up! (Side note: I wouldn’t mind being a
best-selling author either).
And if all these wonderful qualities
weren’t reason enough to want to be reincarnated as Bones, what about Booth?
Oh… Booth. You sexy, sexy man, you.
He is the perfect counterpart to Bones. Like me, he may not understand all the
science mumbo jumbo, but he DOES understand who Bones is to the core and their
banter is just priceless:
BONES: Why would a gang leader cooperate?
BOOTH: I'm gonna ask him really, really nicely, Bones.
BONES: You know that book I'm reading about getting along with your co-workers? It says that sarcasm is never helpful. I can lend it to you if you want.
BOOTH: I'm gonna ask him really, really nicely, Bones.
BONES: You know that book I'm reading about getting along with your co-workers? It says that sarcasm is never helpful. I can lend it to you if you want.
Throughout
the series, Booth has kept Bones on her toes. He has also taught Bones to use
her heart, as well as her mind, in solving cases. And not coincidentally, she
has become a much nicer person along the way thanks to her partner-in-(solving)-crime.
Finally, Bones has the best
coworkers a gal could ever ask for! How could you not want to go to work if you
got to listen to people like Booth and Angela (Bones’ best friend) exchange
these bits of dialogue:
BOOTH: God doesn’t make mistakes.
ANGELA: Mmmm, I don’t know. Putting testicles on the outside didn’t seem like such a great idea.
BOOTH: God doesn’t make mistakes.
ANGELA: Mmmm, I don’t know. Putting testicles on the outside didn’t seem like such a great idea.
Wow, I just talked about balls twice didn’t I?
I still have some time (translation: over ONE
HUNDRED episodes) before I have to bid a fond farewell to my beloved “Bones”—the
character as well as the show. Until then, I will continue to dream about what
it would be like to embody this gorgeous, smart, strong and funny goddess:
BOOTH: You're a smart ass, you know that?
BONES: Objectively, I'd say that I'm very smart, although it has nothing to do with my ass.
BOOTH: You're a smart ass, you know that?
BONES: Objectively, I'd say that I'm very smart, although it has nothing to do with my ass.
Yup… if I come back as Bones, I’m definitely
bringing Booth with me.
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