So I went back to last week's Prison Break just to watch Michael hit Kim with the car a second time, and watch Linc kick the crap out of him. I really like the show right now; now that Sarah has joined the brothers the stakes seem to have raised, but I will miss Kellerman with them, since he's something of a loose cannon. Now, Sucre and MariCruz should get to escape scot-free, C-Note should get some sort of real justice this time, and T-Bag should just run around being T-Bag. The creepy version.
Two of the coolest names in music today: Lupe Fiasco and Sully Erna.
I have been watching so much Supernatural and talking about it so much on line I have been having dreams with the show in it. Veronica Mars was in one of them - she and Sam knew each other from way back and were good friends. The second involved a bunch of people (say, hundreds) trapped in my parents' church, and there was a black fog around the building that would kill you if you went outside. Sam and Dean were helping me figure out how to fight the fog but eventually they disappeared (but not before I got all cranky with a bunch of teeny boppers who were following Dean around because I didn't want to admit I had a crush on him myself). Then the fog lifted, and a caravan of vehicles (part of some business or group) decided to leave, and I tried to stop them, and the minute they went outside, the fog descended and devoured them, and I knew we had to wait until sunrise to escape. I even tried to use a speaker system in the kitchen area to warn everyone but I couldn't get it to work.
Sarah is now laughing her ass off that I had a dream about church. I hear you, snap!!! ;-)
While you're there, apologize to your father for my dirty mouth. I'm sure he's learned a lot more about me than he intended reading this blog! ("She's looking at half-naked pictures of actors online???")
I've been having a really hard time keeping up with all the Derby preps this year. Most aren't being shown on TV - only the biggies are - so I have to find them online. But you only get that little tiny screen, and one of the things I like to watch is jockey body language - how they move their hands and arms, how they're sitting, what they're doing with their legs and feet - and it's hard to see that on the little picture. Plus it's a lot harder to gauge a horse's stride. And what really tees me off is I can't download the videos for posterity. Argh!!
Spring got up and walked off. It's been sleeting here for the last 36 hours. It woke me up last night, it was so loud on the windowpanes. I played 'bear' today and hibernated. Well, I did laundry, cleaned the bathroom, cleaned the kitchen (mostly), caught up on Derby preps and podcasts, and organized my recycling. And of course caught up on all the TV from last week that I missed. (I love 'Midsomer Murders' on Biography!)
But I'm not watching the Oscars. I'll just get the red carpet report and the winners tomorrow (I almost wrote whiners, and not on purpose). Gives me a break from that project. I can't believe it's almost Monday already. :-(
My question to you is, what is the essential classic rock soundtrack? I mean, if you were burning a CD of the best classic rock of all time, what would you include? The only requirement is it must open with AC/DC's Back In Black. (Long story. Long fangirl story. Somewhere I hear Rap, Hoggle, Sukayro, Skye, Arafel and a host of other SnObs laughing at me.)
Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole!
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
I Just Wanna Ramble
I don't know what I want to talk about today. So I'm gonna ramble.
What the &^*% is up with Britney Spears? I gotta say I'm so over whatever that girl does now, except I do worry about her kids. When you start making Kevin Federline look responsible, it's time to check into rehab. AND STAY THERE.
I just got done watching Supernatural's "Asylum" from last season, and it totally made me think about all those episodes of Ghost Hunters where they investigate creepy old asylums. Whoever did the set has obviously seen those episodes too.
That project at work is kicking my ass. Now my 'editors' want me to avoid using pronouns in a section that they want written in the third person. In other words, I shouldn't use 'he' or 'she' to be gender neutral, I should use a general term. In the interest of saving my job, I'll say 'the shopper.' Um, how long do you think it's going to be before THAT gets old? "The shopper should be certain to pick a color that is flattering to the shopper, and the shopper should then use the credit card with the least amount of the shopper's debt on it." I'm exaggerating, but you get my point.
I don't get those people who say that Lost isn't as good now as it used to be. I think it's just as good now as it's ever been, except for maybe the initial heady beginning when we were just figuring things out. I'm taping tonight's ep (a fabulous martini left me sleepy) and looking forward to it for tomorrow. I'm a sucker for TV that makes you pay attention and think. Hence, the reason I'm skipping the "How to Become the Next Pussycat Doll" or whatever they're calling it on the CW. That's just sad.
How hilarious was it on Prison Break when Michael hit Kim with the car? I stood up and yelled. Then Linc kicked the crap out of him. I yelled some more. Then Sara locked Kellerman out of the car, and I yelled again. Then I wondered if we'd have to see Kellerman in a suit again because honestly I think he's sexier in jeans. Just a thought.
I have absolutely NO life. I drink with my coworkers once in a while. I gotta find something to get involved with. If I could find a TV watchers society, I would be good.
May 1 is going to be one of the best days of the year. Both Rush and Tori Amos are putting out albums that day. Whatever did I do to please the music gods??? Whatever it was, I'll keep doing it.
Today was one of those days when I was walking outside that I could almost smell spring. That, to me, is that earthy smell you get when the ground is starting to thaw, and when you take a deep breath everything smells fresh and new. I love that smell, and it could never be bottled. Plus the sun was shining. (That made up for a very annoying doctor's visit.) I could take a dozen more days like this. It certainly makes walking to and from my car easier to bear, and maybe I'll take some lunchtime walks outside. Get my Vitamin D or something.
This is the first year I don't think I'm going to watch the Oscars. It's because I just don't care. I haven't been in a movie mood for a while now, and frankly not much out there has been appealing to me. (I do need to see 'Dreamgirls' but that's about it.) I might watch the red carpet to see who wears what but I don't think I'll watch much else of it. That's rare; normally I try to watch the show. But I've finally gotten it through my thick skull that a lot of the movies that are recognized by Oscar really don't resonate with me in any way. (That's not true of EVERY movie, but a lot of them.) It's usually heavy-handed depressing tripe. Somebody usually dies in a heart-wrenching way. I mean, that's what it feels like. I just have no interest in most of the movies nominated for anything. When am I going to run out and rent "Letters from Iwo Jima?" Or "Notes on a Scandal"? Oscar doesn't always know how just to have a good time. I suppose that's what the People's Choice awards are for?
I do love me the dresses though; I can't help that. I have my princess fantasy that someday I'll get to wear a fabulous dress like that and get my picture taken and have people talk about how lovely I looked.
Then I wake up.
What the &^*% is up with Britney Spears? I gotta say I'm so over whatever that girl does now, except I do worry about her kids. When you start making Kevin Federline look responsible, it's time to check into rehab. AND STAY THERE.
I just got done watching Supernatural's "Asylum" from last season, and it totally made me think about all those episodes of Ghost Hunters where they investigate creepy old asylums. Whoever did the set has obviously seen those episodes too.
That project at work is kicking my ass. Now my 'editors' want me to avoid using pronouns in a section that they want written in the third person. In other words, I shouldn't use 'he' or 'she' to be gender neutral, I should use a general term. In the interest of saving my job, I'll say 'the shopper.' Um, how long do you think it's going to be before THAT gets old? "The shopper should be certain to pick a color that is flattering to the shopper, and the shopper should then use the credit card with the least amount of the shopper's debt on it." I'm exaggerating, but you get my point.
I don't get those people who say that Lost isn't as good now as it used to be. I think it's just as good now as it's ever been, except for maybe the initial heady beginning when we were just figuring things out. I'm taping tonight's ep (a fabulous martini left me sleepy) and looking forward to it for tomorrow. I'm a sucker for TV that makes you pay attention and think. Hence, the reason I'm skipping the "How to Become the Next Pussycat Doll" or whatever they're calling it on the CW. That's just sad.
How hilarious was it on Prison Break when Michael hit Kim with the car? I stood up and yelled. Then Linc kicked the crap out of him. I yelled some more. Then Sara locked Kellerman out of the car, and I yelled again. Then I wondered if we'd have to see Kellerman in a suit again because honestly I think he's sexier in jeans. Just a thought.
I have absolutely NO life. I drink with my coworkers once in a while. I gotta find something to get involved with. If I could find a TV watchers society, I would be good.
May 1 is going to be one of the best days of the year. Both Rush and Tori Amos are putting out albums that day. Whatever did I do to please the music gods??? Whatever it was, I'll keep doing it.
Today was one of those days when I was walking outside that I could almost smell spring. That, to me, is that earthy smell you get when the ground is starting to thaw, and when you take a deep breath everything smells fresh and new. I love that smell, and it could never be bottled. Plus the sun was shining. (That made up for a very annoying doctor's visit.) I could take a dozen more days like this. It certainly makes walking to and from my car easier to bear, and maybe I'll take some lunchtime walks outside. Get my Vitamin D or something.
This is the first year I don't think I'm going to watch the Oscars. It's because I just don't care. I haven't been in a movie mood for a while now, and frankly not much out there has been appealing to me. (I do need to see 'Dreamgirls' but that's about it.) I might watch the red carpet to see who wears what but I don't think I'll watch much else of it. That's rare; normally I try to watch the show. But I've finally gotten it through my thick skull that a lot of the movies that are recognized by Oscar really don't resonate with me in any way. (That's not true of EVERY movie, but a lot of them.) It's usually heavy-handed depressing tripe. Somebody usually dies in a heart-wrenching way. I mean, that's what it feels like. I just have no interest in most of the movies nominated for anything. When am I going to run out and rent "Letters from Iwo Jima?" Or "Notes on a Scandal"? Oscar doesn't always know how just to have a good time. I suppose that's what the People's Choice awards are for?
I do love me the dresses though; I can't help that. I have my princess fantasy that someday I'll get to wear a fabulous dress like that and get my picture taken and have people talk about how lovely I looked.
Then I wake up.
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Somewhere I Went All Fangirl
So, do you remember the post I put out talking about the enthusiastic Supernatural bloggers on TV Guide.com?
Guess what? I'm now one of them.
I don't know where or when it happened. Probably when I started getting feedback for my comments, or when we started making X-Files references, or when 'smilineyes' sent me a link to a picture of one of the actors naked in bed - carefully covered of course.
I accused her of trying to kill me, and then I went to take a cold shower.
True, I keep my gushing to a minimum, generally. That's not because of the other bloggers; that's my natural reaction to any male a bunch of women are effusive about. I tend to seek out the less sought-after male, assuming, of course, that in real life there would be less competition for him. (I am terribly good at self-analysis.) I don't know why I don't gush much with this crowd - we're all in agreement, we're all between 27-45 (or so I've gathered) - older than the most of the actors, in fact - and of course because we're talking about actors, we have less than the snowball's chance in hell of ever meeting them, much less indulging in our wildest dreams, so a few fantasies are downright harmless. And one of 'em has been on my Meal Plan for quite a while anyway. In fact, I did this very thing with the X-Files. So it's not like I'm not right there with 'em.
In fact, read my posts, and I'm there a lot. Especially while I'm wading through this annoying-as-hell project that is taxing my brain and my patience. (Writing by committee is enough to make you want to hurl your computer monitor at the next person who thinks an introduction to a training video for the public should include an explanation of federal law.)
I'm even considering buying a t-shirt I found online that features the series' extremely sexy car - a 67 black Impala, known to fans as the Metallicar. (The back says "Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole.")
When did I go all fangirl? WHEN, I ASK YOU? We're even reviewing Season 1 on DVD during the spring hiatus that lasts a month, all online. I've never met these people, although at least one is from Michigan.
But I'm having too much fun to quit now.
So why do I feel a little guilty about it? I guess I feel like I should be above such things (I picture the Kasey Kahne ads as I write this)...but I am woman, I have pulse, I like hot men in hot cars playing Rush tunes and other classic rock. So what is there to be 'above'? (You may insert joke here.) Nothing! I guess I should just indulge my little addiction, and not worry that feeling a little like a giddy teenager from time to time is a bad thing. This is normal, I keep telling myself. And harmless. And brightens my day.
(What is normal, though, for a single woman who lives at home with her cat and constantly adjusts a list of the five famous guys she finds hottest at any one moment? Okay, that's not helping my argument.)
Anyway, I'm not putting down any of the other bloggers - not by any stretch. (I was hard on them earlier, and true, I don't always agree with them, but I've rather grown to like them. So I guess I should have just taken a pill.) They're having a good time and they really look at this show closely, so they show me things I missed. (I wish the Lost bloggers did this but they don't.) And it's a good show - mislabeled as a 'teen' show, but it's actually put together really well, it's scary, it talks a lot about family, and it does carry something of an X-Files vibe. And these bloggers often put a big grin on my face, more often than not, in fact.
I guess I just need to acknowledge my fangirl side, enjoy the show, enjoy the other bloggers - they're really nice people online; none of the other shows have bloggers as insightful or friendly (even when, yes, they occasionally get gushy) - and really consider getting that shirt. All of it guilt-free.
But first I have to go back to the Season 1 DVD. CindyRose is reviewing 'Route 666' this week, and as I recall, one of the upcoming episodes features one of the brothers in a towel.
Guess what? I'm now one of them.
I don't know where or when it happened. Probably when I started getting feedback for my comments, or when we started making X-Files references, or when 'smilineyes' sent me a link to a picture of one of the actors naked in bed - carefully covered of course.
I accused her of trying to kill me, and then I went to take a cold shower.
True, I keep my gushing to a minimum, generally. That's not because of the other bloggers; that's my natural reaction to any male a bunch of women are effusive about. I tend to seek out the less sought-after male, assuming, of course, that in real life there would be less competition for him. (I am terribly good at self-analysis.) I don't know why I don't gush much with this crowd - we're all in agreement, we're all between 27-45 (or so I've gathered) - older than the most of the actors, in fact - and of course because we're talking about actors, we have less than the snowball's chance in hell of ever meeting them, much less indulging in our wildest dreams, so a few fantasies are downright harmless. And one of 'em has been on my Meal Plan for quite a while anyway. In fact, I did this very thing with the X-Files. So it's not like I'm not right there with 'em.
In fact, read my posts, and I'm there a lot. Especially while I'm wading through this annoying-as-hell project that is taxing my brain and my patience. (Writing by committee is enough to make you want to hurl your computer monitor at the next person who thinks an introduction to a training video for the public should include an explanation of federal law.)
I'm even considering buying a t-shirt I found online that features the series' extremely sexy car - a 67 black Impala, known to fans as the Metallicar. (The back says "Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole.")
When did I go all fangirl? WHEN, I ASK YOU? We're even reviewing Season 1 on DVD during the spring hiatus that lasts a month, all online. I've never met these people, although at least one is from Michigan.
But I'm having too much fun to quit now.
So why do I feel a little guilty about it? I guess I feel like I should be above such things (I picture the Kasey Kahne ads as I write this)...but I am woman, I have pulse, I like hot men in hot cars playing Rush tunes and other classic rock. So what is there to be 'above'? (You may insert joke here.) Nothing! I guess I should just indulge my little addiction, and not worry that feeling a little like a giddy teenager from time to time is a bad thing. This is normal, I keep telling myself. And harmless. And brightens my day.
(What is normal, though, for a single woman who lives at home with her cat and constantly adjusts a list of the five famous guys she finds hottest at any one moment? Okay, that's not helping my argument.)
Anyway, I'm not putting down any of the other bloggers - not by any stretch. (I was hard on them earlier, and true, I don't always agree with them, but I've rather grown to like them. So I guess I should have just taken a pill.) They're having a good time and they really look at this show closely, so they show me things I missed. (I wish the Lost bloggers did this but they don't.) And it's a good show - mislabeled as a 'teen' show, but it's actually put together really well, it's scary, it talks a lot about family, and it does carry something of an X-Files vibe. And these bloggers often put a big grin on my face, more often than not, in fact.
I guess I just need to acknowledge my fangirl side, enjoy the show, enjoy the other bloggers - they're really nice people online; none of the other shows have bloggers as insightful or friendly (even when, yes, they occasionally get gushy) - and really consider getting that shirt. All of it guilt-free.
But first I have to go back to the Season 1 DVD. CindyRose is reviewing 'Route 666' this week, and as I recall, one of the upcoming episodes features one of the brothers in a towel.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
TV Mid-Season Report
Since so many TV shows started late, or are just getting ramped up, I'll consider this the midseason and report on all the shows I watch. I have the new episode of Lost waiting for me on tape, so this is a perfect time to talk about this. Beware, though, of spoilers, if you're going to watch these shows in summer reruns or on DVD.
Sunday
Cold Case - Generally reliable procedural; very little character development right now except Vera's relationship with his neighbor (Vera is a man). The most interesting thing I can say about it is that Lilly has the coolest coat in the world - black, tailored, with a red lining. I SO want that coat.
Without a Trace - Another generally reliable procedural with minimal character development. What's fun about this show is figuring out exactly where the cast is all from and how well they do their American accents when one is British and two are Australian. At least it's multi-cultural, which represents New York pretty well.
Desperate Housewives - This show is really back on its feet after a dodgy last season. Gabby and Carlos are starting to reach an understanding which is a relief after all the fighting they've been doing; Bree's new husband Orson didn't kill his ex-wife Alma, who is in league with Orson's mother (a positively chilling Dixie Carter) to get knocked up, which gives the fabulous Marcia Cross a chance to really sink her teeth into the script (at least until she goes on maternity leave); Mike and Susan are doing the dance again (which is getting tiresome) now that he's out of his coma and out of prison, but she's got a British boyfriend whose wife was in a coma too and just died (oh brother!); Lynette is dealing with her husband's bratty out-of-wedlock daughter (but it gives us a chance to see more Kathryn Joosten as she babysits the Scavo brats!); and Edie hasn't had a whole lot to do. Yet. Wow! Could we cram in more stories? And yet the show is easy to follow. I find it something of a guilty pleasure, although I find the characters repeat their mistakes a lot. I would like to hear more of Andrew's zingers though now that he's back. Sometimes he just gets the best lines.
Monday
Prison Break - This show is seriously getting better and better the last few weeks. I was a little skeptical after the break out, but now that Kellerman has joined the brothers and Sarah is with them (finally, she and Michael get some liplock action!) so that makes it a little more interesting. We still don't know where Kellerman will end up - if he'll try to get back in the President's good graces or stay with the brothers to screw her over. And I still expect Mahone to turn on his handlers at some point. William Fichtner is always good. He does worldweary yet slightly off center pretty damn well. And Bellick is now back out of prison and chasing them down as a junkyard dog. I've been reading Wade Williams' blog and he seems like a really cool guy, and he's doing a great job with Bellick's layers. And who can forget T-Bag? Why Robert Knepper has never been nominated for an Emmy I will never know. He takes creepy but charismatic to a whole new level.
24 - This season is still pretty new, but it's not as gripping as it has been in the past. We're just really getting into it but so far I've felt the show has been unrealistic. The show has always stretched the boundaries of plausability, but you always felt like these situations COULD happen and the reactions you see on screen would be the ones you would expect in real life. Now a nuclear bomb goes off in LA and everybody just goes about their business? Chloe is mild-mannered?? I'm not buying it. I DO like the chance to see Robin Wood on screen again as the President. Y'know, he's really cute.
CSI: Miami - Is this show still on?? The setting is gorgeous and the theme is arguably the best one on TV now (Cold Case is right up there on my list though) but the acting is subpar and the plots are ludicrous. I'm considering ditching this one next season.
Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip - I am a raving lunatic fan for Aaron Sorkin's writing, but he's stumbled here. He got too preachy in a show that actually should be pretty good. It's only being held together right now by some fabulous acting. But I still look forward to it and still enjoy it, warts and all. Now if Danny would just stop stalking Jordan, and somebody would tell me how to do my hair like Harriet's (without a stylist's aid) I would be happy.
Tuesday
Veronica Mars - I love this show. I really do. WHY ON GOD'S GREEN EARTH DOES IT NOT GET THE LOVE IT DESERVES?? It's well-written and witty, and Veronica has the greatest relationship with her father - a well-adjusted, humorous, close relationship, which you just don't see on TV often. Oh sure, the show slips from time to time (more Wallace! More Weevil! More Mac!) but overall this show is brilliant and wildly underrated. Rent Season One, if you're not watching the show already. Or you can borrow mine.
Wednesday
Lost - I'm just gearing up for the second half of the season, but I'm still deeply intrigued by this show and its mythology. Locke is one of my favorite characters, and his battles with Jack over leadership and faith versus reason are entirely compelling. And that friggin Benry creeps the CRAP out of me. Watching Jack take on the ballsy role while in the hands of the Others has really been an interesting transformation, especially as he used to be so ambivalent about himself. Now if only Kate would make up her mind about the guys and stop making that worried face. She'll get a wrinkle.
And more Hurley, dammit!
Bones - If you're not watching this one, why not??? It's got David Boreanaz, which should get all you Angel fans. It's occasionally gross but witty (I learned the words 'wanktard' and 'pornado' from this show) and the characters are endearing (watch Hodgins' wooing of Angela). This show got me reading all of Kathy Reichs' novels and they're pretty damn good. Plus you occasionally get to see Booth's funky socks and Bones' great earrings. That's just me, I guess. Anyway, although I miss the Chinese restaurant and its maitre'd Heavy D, I still adore this show passionately.
CSI:NY - I retain my odd TV crush on Gary Sinise. This show hasn't fallen into Miami's trap and good for it - it's still solid in the acting department, although I think New York is a bit of a crutch when it comes to setting shows. Still, the show is doing a better job of highlighting what makes NY unique and I still look forward to it. Worth your time if you like the original and are giving up on Miami.
Mythbusters - Seriously, shit blows up. You have to love a show where shit blows up. EVERY WEEK.
Ghost Hunters - Not coming back until JUNE!!!!! Argh! In the meantime, if you get a chance to catch a marathon, watch the Lighthouse episode. Freaky. Freaky. Freaky.
Thursday
CSI - This show continues to be a solid player every week. I'm interested in the characters but I'm not bombarded by their troubles. The mysteries are still good, although I wonder why Catherine gets away with wearing the stuff she wears to crime scenes. And I would so cast Paul Guilfoyle (Brass) as my dad in the movie of his life. I only wish the regulars got more screen time. Sara is still probably my favorite character on that show. I guess I relate sometimes to some of her layers. Except the 'sleeping with the boss' thing.
And you can't tell me you've never imagined being frisked by Warrick. I'm just sayin'.
Supernatural - Come 9:00 tonight I will be in my pajamas, in bed, in the dark, watching my favorite guilty pleasure show of the entire season. I not only have the Meal Plan hots for Jensen Ackles, but the show chases ghosts and ghoulies, which I love, and the Metallicar is a beauty all on its own (67 Impala, black). And the classic rock soundtrack, that's something. They recently used Jefferson Airplane's White Rabbit beautifully and they've even used Rush twice so far. Then, I admit it, I get on TV Guide.com on Friday and blog with all the other obsessed fans out there. Seriously, we are so obsessed, we blog all week about the show (we're up to nearly 300 posts from last week's show). I've even started referencing the X-Files, which caused at least one blogger to admit she 'LMFAO' when she read my reference to the Magic Fingers. If this show doesn't get renewed for a third season, women (and some guys) all over the US are going to rebel. And it ain't gonna be pretty, because some of 'em ain't teens anymore.
Actually the show is really good. The two brothers treat each other like brothers would. They have a complicated relationship with their father and they still get to hunt down creepy things every week, including the Freaky Yellow-Eyed Demon that is after Sam. And the show is pretty good about its roots - one episode was an homage to the Shining, for example.
And did I mention the Metallicar?
Friday and Saturday
Nuthin'. Except for racing. That's another story, and another blog, altogether.
Sunday
Cold Case - Generally reliable procedural; very little character development right now except Vera's relationship with his neighbor (Vera is a man). The most interesting thing I can say about it is that Lilly has the coolest coat in the world - black, tailored, with a red lining. I SO want that coat.
Without a Trace - Another generally reliable procedural with minimal character development. What's fun about this show is figuring out exactly where the cast is all from and how well they do their American accents when one is British and two are Australian. At least it's multi-cultural, which represents New York pretty well.
Desperate Housewives - This show is really back on its feet after a dodgy last season. Gabby and Carlos are starting to reach an understanding which is a relief after all the fighting they've been doing; Bree's new husband Orson didn't kill his ex-wife Alma, who is in league with Orson's mother (a positively chilling Dixie Carter) to get knocked up, which gives the fabulous Marcia Cross a chance to really sink her teeth into the script (at least until she goes on maternity leave); Mike and Susan are doing the dance again (which is getting tiresome) now that he's out of his coma and out of prison, but she's got a British boyfriend whose wife was in a coma too and just died (oh brother!); Lynette is dealing with her husband's bratty out-of-wedlock daughter (but it gives us a chance to see more Kathryn Joosten as she babysits the Scavo brats!); and Edie hasn't had a whole lot to do. Yet. Wow! Could we cram in more stories? And yet the show is easy to follow. I find it something of a guilty pleasure, although I find the characters repeat their mistakes a lot. I would like to hear more of Andrew's zingers though now that he's back. Sometimes he just gets the best lines.
Monday
Prison Break - This show is seriously getting better and better the last few weeks. I was a little skeptical after the break out, but now that Kellerman has joined the brothers and Sarah is with them (finally, she and Michael get some liplock action!) so that makes it a little more interesting. We still don't know where Kellerman will end up - if he'll try to get back in the President's good graces or stay with the brothers to screw her over. And I still expect Mahone to turn on his handlers at some point. William Fichtner is always good. He does worldweary yet slightly off center pretty damn well. And Bellick is now back out of prison and chasing them down as a junkyard dog. I've been reading Wade Williams' blog and he seems like a really cool guy, and he's doing a great job with Bellick's layers. And who can forget T-Bag? Why Robert Knepper has never been nominated for an Emmy I will never know. He takes creepy but charismatic to a whole new level.
24 - This season is still pretty new, but it's not as gripping as it has been in the past. We're just really getting into it but so far I've felt the show has been unrealistic. The show has always stretched the boundaries of plausability, but you always felt like these situations COULD happen and the reactions you see on screen would be the ones you would expect in real life. Now a nuclear bomb goes off in LA and everybody just goes about their business? Chloe is mild-mannered?? I'm not buying it. I DO like the chance to see Robin Wood on screen again as the President. Y'know, he's really cute.
CSI: Miami - Is this show still on?? The setting is gorgeous and the theme is arguably the best one on TV now (Cold Case is right up there on my list though) but the acting is subpar and the plots are ludicrous. I'm considering ditching this one next season.
Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip - I am a raving lunatic fan for Aaron Sorkin's writing, but he's stumbled here. He got too preachy in a show that actually should be pretty good. It's only being held together right now by some fabulous acting. But I still look forward to it and still enjoy it, warts and all. Now if Danny would just stop stalking Jordan, and somebody would tell me how to do my hair like Harriet's (without a stylist's aid) I would be happy.
Tuesday
Veronica Mars - I love this show. I really do. WHY ON GOD'S GREEN EARTH DOES IT NOT GET THE LOVE IT DESERVES?? It's well-written and witty, and Veronica has the greatest relationship with her father - a well-adjusted, humorous, close relationship, which you just don't see on TV often. Oh sure, the show slips from time to time (more Wallace! More Weevil! More Mac!) but overall this show is brilliant and wildly underrated. Rent Season One, if you're not watching the show already. Or you can borrow mine.
Wednesday
Lost - I'm just gearing up for the second half of the season, but I'm still deeply intrigued by this show and its mythology. Locke is one of my favorite characters, and his battles with Jack over leadership and faith versus reason are entirely compelling. And that friggin Benry creeps the CRAP out of me. Watching Jack take on the ballsy role while in the hands of the Others has really been an interesting transformation, especially as he used to be so ambivalent about himself. Now if only Kate would make up her mind about the guys and stop making that worried face. She'll get a wrinkle.
And more Hurley, dammit!
Bones - If you're not watching this one, why not??? It's got David Boreanaz, which should get all you Angel fans. It's occasionally gross but witty (I learned the words 'wanktard' and 'pornado' from this show) and the characters are endearing (watch Hodgins' wooing of Angela). This show got me reading all of Kathy Reichs' novels and they're pretty damn good. Plus you occasionally get to see Booth's funky socks and Bones' great earrings. That's just me, I guess. Anyway, although I miss the Chinese restaurant and its maitre'd Heavy D, I still adore this show passionately.
CSI:NY - I retain my odd TV crush on Gary Sinise. This show hasn't fallen into Miami's trap and good for it - it's still solid in the acting department, although I think New York is a bit of a crutch when it comes to setting shows. Still, the show is doing a better job of highlighting what makes NY unique and I still look forward to it. Worth your time if you like the original and are giving up on Miami.
Mythbusters - Seriously, shit blows up. You have to love a show where shit blows up. EVERY WEEK.
Ghost Hunters - Not coming back until JUNE!!!!! Argh! In the meantime, if you get a chance to catch a marathon, watch the Lighthouse episode. Freaky. Freaky. Freaky.
Thursday
CSI - This show continues to be a solid player every week. I'm interested in the characters but I'm not bombarded by their troubles. The mysteries are still good, although I wonder why Catherine gets away with wearing the stuff she wears to crime scenes. And I would so cast Paul Guilfoyle (Brass) as my dad in the movie of his life. I only wish the regulars got more screen time. Sara is still probably my favorite character on that show. I guess I relate sometimes to some of her layers. Except the 'sleeping with the boss' thing.
And you can't tell me you've never imagined being frisked by Warrick. I'm just sayin'.
Supernatural - Come 9:00 tonight I will be in my pajamas, in bed, in the dark, watching my favorite guilty pleasure show of the entire season. I not only have the Meal Plan hots for Jensen Ackles, but the show chases ghosts and ghoulies, which I love, and the Metallicar is a beauty all on its own (67 Impala, black). And the classic rock soundtrack, that's something. They recently used Jefferson Airplane's White Rabbit beautifully and they've even used Rush twice so far. Then, I admit it, I get on TV Guide.com on Friday and blog with all the other obsessed fans out there. Seriously, we are so obsessed, we blog all week about the show (we're up to nearly 300 posts from last week's show). I've even started referencing the X-Files, which caused at least one blogger to admit she 'LMFAO' when she read my reference to the Magic Fingers. If this show doesn't get renewed for a third season, women (and some guys) all over the US are going to rebel. And it ain't gonna be pretty, because some of 'em ain't teens anymore.
Actually the show is really good. The two brothers treat each other like brothers would. They have a complicated relationship with their father and they still get to hunt down creepy things every week, including the Freaky Yellow-Eyed Demon that is after Sam. And the show is pretty good about its roots - one episode was an homage to the Shining, for example.
And did I mention the Metallicar?
Friday and Saturday
Nuthin'. Except for racing. That's another story, and another blog, altogether.
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Keeping Bath and Body Works in Business
So the other day I started counting the various scented products I have in my house.
I have:
20 different flavors of scented lotion and body splash (that does not count 3 scents that are purse sized in my office, or the 2 different types of Lubriderm I have in my house and office)
2 flavors of perfume
6 flavors of body wash
5 different scented soaps, 6 if you count Ivory
3 kinds of shampoo
2 types of face wash
2 types of conditioner
6 flavors of bubble bath
3 scents made for specifically foot rubs and/or exfoliation
I can literally wear a different scent to work every day for an entire month, never wearing the same scent twice. I'm going to cause somebody to have a serious allergy one of these days.
On another note:
My cousin just asked me to be a bridesmaid in her wedding, next spring, which is very sweet and very cool (I haven't met the groom yet but he sounds like a doll - plus he likes the X-Files). Of course this means I will have to buy two bridesmaid dresses, one for November this year for my brother's wedding, one for March or April next year. So I am keeping David's Bridal hopping. Think they have volume discounts? ;-)
I have:
20 different flavors of scented lotion and body splash (that does not count 3 scents that are purse sized in my office, or the 2 different types of Lubriderm I have in my house and office)
2 flavors of perfume
6 flavors of body wash
5 different scented soaps, 6 if you count Ivory
3 kinds of shampoo
2 types of face wash
2 types of conditioner
6 flavors of bubble bath
3 scents made for specifically foot rubs and/or exfoliation
I can literally wear a different scent to work every day for an entire month, never wearing the same scent twice. I'm going to cause somebody to have a serious allergy one of these days.
On another note:
My cousin just asked me to be a bridesmaid in her wedding, next spring, which is very sweet and very cool (I haven't met the groom yet but he sounds like a doll - plus he likes the X-Files). Of course this means I will have to buy two bridesmaid dresses, one for November this year for my brother's wedding, one for March or April next year. So I am keeping David's Bridal hopping. Think they have volume discounts? ;-)
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