I have a confession: I fucking hate Jane Seymour.
During the 90’s my horse crazy, probably lesbian, college roommate was crazy for Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman starring Seymour. And that loony roommate taped every single episode every freaking week so she could watch them over and over and over again. Over and over and over and over again.
Do you know what Dr Quinn was about? Lots and lot of shots of Jane Seymour swinging that long hair about as she rode horses from sicko to sicko. And there was some scuzzy younger man in there somewhere as a love interest. But mostly, it was Jane Seymour riding horses, which explained my roommate’s interest in the show.
So. I wasn’t thrilled to learn that Jan Seymour is back. And the bitch is stealing my name.
And yes, I am petty enough to hate people I’ve never met when they annoy me.
UPDATE: The Local Malcontent (who isn’t really local to me) is such a sweetheart. Sniff.