Originally posted at MimicLives.com
Recently, Netflix added Crossing Jordan to their streaming list. It’s a TV show from early 2000 that casts the beautiful and always wonderful Jill Hennessy as Jordan Cavanaugh, a do what she wants to medical examiner who must solve every case. She basically ignores her boss, played by Miguel Ferrer and typically breaks the law to find the culprit in a crime. The show features other bizarre cast members, and has a similar feel to Bones(but better and a predecessor to).
I love this show. I always have. I’m sure it has something to do with my fascination with Jill Hennessy, which extends back to her playing Claire Kincaid on Law & Order. It’s sort of my like my wife and Johnny Depp. She has to watch everything he’s in so she can drool and dream about how she wishes I could switch places with him for a few hours. And by hours I mean eons.
Recently I’ve been watching the show a lot. I mean marathon watching. Since then, my dreams have become influenced by the show. My dreams are usually strange when they aren’t being horrific, and tend to deal with whatever happened to me that day. If I talk to my sister-in-law, she’s in it. If I play Call of Duty and later watch Walking Dead, I’m battling zombies in survival mode at Hershel’s farm. Lately, I’ve been running around trying to solve cases. At first, Jill was in them. That, was awesome. Now, she’s been replaced by Miguel Ferrer. Yes, Miguel Ferrer. The guy. Who is not Jill.
Ok, Miguel is an awesome actor. There is no one out there like him. However, I much rather prefer to run around and solve crimes with Jill because, let’s face it, she’s hot. For the last several nights I’ve been dreaming of me and M.E. Garrett Macy solving dangerous crimes and murders. Somehow, I know what he’s talking about in my dreams and I’m able to help. Most times I wake up wishing he would get the hell out of my head and send Jill back. She hasn’t returned. Maybe it was something I said.