SPOILERS for last night's BSG.
Funny. The blog has "done been lit up" (as those back in the motherland might say) the past few hours. The common search terms?
"Cally + annoying"
"Cally + airlock"
"Die + Cally"
"Hate + Cally"
"Whiny + Cally"
And in reflection, I must admit that though I was never moved by Nicki Clyne's acting, except in the beginning when she had to be nothing but cute, I was on board with her performance -- for the most part -- last night. Sadly, most of the performance was marred by the shrieking, mewling infant that has scarred my psyche worse than a resurrection bath with Brother Cavil. But smaller things, like her visit to Doc Cottle where she took a drag off his smoke, were well played.
So thanks for the memories, Cally. We'll decrease the number of survivors on the Dry Erase Board of Doom by one, and have a drink in your honor. A cold drink.