CSI: NY- Whores on Wheels

It's been a terribly long time, I know, and the three people who read this are salivating over another post by yours truly, but Lupe's been a little bit too busy to have write scathingly sarcastic commentaries on the many shows I do watch. However, this one was just too good to pass out. FYI, the title was a toss-up between the one given above and "Watch Stella Shove a Roller Skate Up That Girl's Pretty Little A**". I thought this would be more appropriate.

Anyhoodles, we find our CSI's at a Roller Derby rink where one of the "athletes" (in the sense that Anna Kournikova is an "athlete"...) has been killed, despite the fact that she has no marks on her. But she's dead. The audience accepts this and moves on. Meanwhile, Mac knows way too much about this "sport" (I googled it and got a little bit ill) and Stella and Lindsay start bugging him about being on dates. Causing me to think, "Grow up, people, you're not in high school anymore!!!" Sheesh. I should not be the mature one in my relationship with the CSI's.

So Mac is questioning the girls in the locker room, where it becomes immediately apparent that these lovely young women are not fond of clothing. Hmmm. One of them, however, is fond of Mac and takes off her shirt and is just generally being a whore. *gasp* How tacky. Hitting on the guy who is questioning you. Is nothing sacred??? (I'm sure in an earlier draft of the script, Stella was clawing at the door and yelling something about her ovaries drying up, but whatever...) Mac is offended (duh) and sends Lindsay in instead, which I don't thinkw as terribly nice, because those women could like eat her alive. But anyway.

I don't actually remember a whole lot of what happened during the rest of the episode, mainly because I was concerned about the foam coming out of Stella's mouth and I couldn't keep the slut's names straight. I know they tested every single bottle for poison though, and Mac was like "Do women really need all this stuff?" (says the man who keeps a beach ball around for company), and Lindsay's (in keeping with the whole "The CSI's exist only to solve cases. They are simply turned off and put away in a closet at the end of the day" theory that Jerry B is so fond of) like, "You're asking me? I work in a lab." Uh-huh. Sure, Linds. You roll out of bed looking like that in the morning. No, I totally got it. And Stella doesn't wear a WonderBra. *cough*LIARS*cough*

Turns out that the wife of the owner was dosing the girl's shapoo with DNP (an apprently dangerous chemical) and that's what killed Dead Girl. Bummer. And Killer Wife is so contrite...Stella's like "Yeah, B*tch. You totally deserve to go to jail."

There was another crime, but it was basically an hour long ad for Coldplay (although it worked. I liked the song so much I dug out my copy of X&Y. Although I didn't buy a new one, which is probably what they wanted, but whatever.) Did we know Danny is seeing somebody???? I did not know this!!! Shocking.

Unfortunatly, next week is a rerun, but it's the season premiere, which was pretty good. Except for the totally superfluous male prostitute in the beginning. He had no reason to be there. And yet he was. Good ol' CSI.