Atomic Junk Shop

There is a confession I must make: I barely finished the last season of Buffy The Vampire Slayer (a.k.a BTVS) this month. I can hear the gasps, faints, cries of blasphemy already. When BTVS aired on the WB all those years ago, it was one of the awesome-est shows out there. The problem was, it wasn’t the ONLY awesome-est show. Every fiber of my being was owned by Dawson’s Creek and Roswell. Dawson trumped vampires. Although BTVS held my attention for a good few seasons and that was because of my everlasting TV crush, Seth Green, who played Oz on the show. Indeed, as most of my friends were mooning over David Boreanaz as Angel, my breath hitched for the aloof, spike-haired werewolf rocker. Something must have tweaked in my brain because I was convinced that the show killed him off and I dropped watching BTVS.