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We were wondering when last night’s episode of The O.C. was taped, because the inclement weather is mighty coincidental. And, for the record, I lived in Southern California for nearly five years and…it rained. Not often, but enough to where we all owned an umbrella.

Yay! Lindsay’s moving! Yay! Lindsay’s moving…and, not just to Riverside or Chino or some other socially taboo, but still accessible via Ryan’s bicycle, city but to The Windy City, Chicago. Au revoir, mon cheri.

The UberHusband and I cracked up laughing every time Alex and Marissa would leer at each other, then that boom-chicka-bow-wow music would start up. I cracked up laughing when the two of them moved in together and talk immediately turned to dishes and taking out the garbage. Ha.

I read in the newspaper yesterday that Seth & Summer’s real-life personas were hoping and praying their characters didn’t hook back up on the show, because it might be detrimental to their real-life romantic relationship.

No dice. In one of the sweetest, funniest romantic scenes I’ve seen in a long time, a bad satellite signal, combined with Spiderman mask as wet-weather hat, left our hero Seth hanging upside down from the roof as Summer was rushing from the airport (leaving Boring Zach and His Annoying Family at the airport with one less bridesmaid and a copy of The Economist) to reconcile with him.

Groan.

No…please…Summer…don’t kiss the upside-down Spiderman in the rain…no…don’t do it…no…NO…damn. She did it.

The scene that ran a close second though…Kirsten and Julie sitting around, drinking scotch and smoking cigars while discussing their increasingly crappy lives. The Quote of the Week comes from Julie, after Kirsten dumps the whole Sandy/Rebecca saga on her: “I’ll see your fugitive former flame and raise you a lesbian daughter.” Hee.