chicks before sticks! what I don't even know

Every time Eastwick is rubbish I am resignedly unsurprised, and every time it is good I am deeply confused. Mind you, by "good" I mean "I want to fall over with joy because I want to ship all the women on this show," but that is a rare enough pleasure that I am sticking to it. ( 1x06: shippiness, evil men, agency, and my startlement that I have articulate thoughts and none of them are about how Paul Gross's porn voice amuses me. )