Thank You, Mister Roarke.

Hey, I know that there's no such thing as Corinthian Leather. And I know that fantasies don't really come true in an Aaron Spelling TV Show, unless your name is Tori, and that fantasy is to buy a new nose and have guys who are out of your league fight over you.

But I also know that a middle-aged Mexican guy was one of the premiere and prototypical badasses from my younger days. When he was past 60, Ricardo Montalban was still entirely believable as the genetically-engineered swath of destruction called Khan Noonien Singh, still waiting for his shot at vengeance against James Tiberius Kirk. Montalban was capable of suave and crazybadass with equal aplomb, and seemed like he might have been a cool cat in addition.

In other news, we had Mexican food for dinner the other night. Mmm... cheesy!