Ba’al comes to Earth to do capitalism! The Jaffa have giant Christmas ornaments! Solitaire dude knows how to OT! Sam dashes Barrett’s hopes (again)! Mitchell is just there (again)!

Everyone goads Rodney into going all mad scientist but then they get upset with him when it (not surprisingly) goes wrong. Give him a break. It's not like he blew up a sun or anything. And fun fact: clam chowder is a great post-run food.

When Mary loses the consistency of her regular schedule, she forgets to post the podcast on time...

A violent murderer perfectly sketches Rodney's character while Ronon models his future space cowboy look. Mary has Patrick Stewart on her mind and Kathy has problems with the possessive form of ShRRT.

Once again, we spend a lot of time talking about jell-o bc jell-o was the most interesting part of this episode. Vala continues to be sketchy and untrustworthy, but maybe there's at least a little hope for her. Meanwhile Kathy takes a hard stance on the punishment for making someone rub your feet.

A little wraith ship oopsie virtually Tuvixes Rodney and it's about as annoying as you'd expect. In the B story, is Aquaman does a lot of grumbling.

What do you call SG -1 sitting alone in an empty stolen cargo ship? Overnumerousness.

(It's a word. And the joke does work.)

The team battle the tropical sun to find Aquaman all dried up from wraith sucking. The doctor whines about ethics or something.

Kathy's having a bad day. Mary's having bad day. Vala and Daniel are having a bad day. Fannis is having a terrible day. Harrid and Sallis are having the worst day ever. We hope you're having a better day than everyone over here is.

The Daedalus crew tries turning it off and on and off and on and off and on. Sheppard gets a promotion. Caldwell can't run Atlantis, but at least he has a recliner. Mary and Kathy discuss the pros and cons of being sitting ducks and, most importantly, Kathy's pro-blow stance.