Just some observations ...
1. Jack Abbot - You know, this guy might win a round in his never ending feud with the mustache if he would just learn to SHUT UP. I mean really, why, when he gets the upper hand, does go skipping, clapping and giggling like a school girl to the ranch to tell Victor the exact game plan?! Why tell ANYONE what was going on until after Adum is released? Wouldn't it be more fun to have Adum show up at the office to say "hi dear old dad!", followed by the police to invite the guy downtown? Then, finally, give the whole exclusive story to Phyl and Billy.
As it is, ole Teflon Victor will have his butt covered by the end of tomorrows show, Sharon will still lose Faith, and ole smiling Jack will be frowning and huffing around in exasperation. YAWN.
2. Heather. Jeepers, can't this character get sent to Hawaii to live the rest of her days in a little grass shack? Seriously, less than 6 months ago she was declaring undying love to a man she barely knew, and flouncing around like a professional mourner when he "died." She moves on by sleeping with yet another unattainable man, butts into his personal life, and now is suddenly the professional mourner for Chance again. Sheeeeesh writers. Get a friggin clue.
3. Victoria. Ok, I have a lot of sympathy for a woman who learns that she can't have any more children. But is it necessary to show her day in, day out in old sweats and wrapped in a blanket? Yesterday she started out in the blanket and bad hair. She pretties up to go take Victor to court, looks forlornly at him, and then goes directly home to don the mourning garb again. No wonder Billy is willing to million to buy her a baby. He wants her up and out of the house again.