You have quit with the hitting, at least other kids.
Sometimes you're funny: you will knock on my arm or leg, like knocking on a door, to get my attention. You constantly want my attention. Sometimes I just get so tired of you being in my face. I'm sorry about that.
Last weekend you were great at the pool store, good in the grocery store, and then things rapidly deteriorated from there. I took you into the hot tub Saturday. When we got out, I set you down and wrestled the cover on, only to discover that you ran around to the other side of the pool. I asked you to come back, and you refused. You played that game where if I walked towards you, you would move to keep the pool between you and me.
I finally noticed a big bug in the water and I pointed it out to you. You came around to look so I grabbed you around the waist, took you inside, and spanked you. Hard. In between your screaming and sobbing I tried to tell you why I spanked you.
What a load of good that did; you played the same game with me on Sunday.
I'm just about totally revolted by my lack of mother skills.
Monday, May 05, 2008
Letter to Brenden Month 35
Friday, May 02, 2008
Slacker
Been busy and nothing to write about.
Jon's mom visited for a week and it was nice to come home to a clean house and a cooked dinner. Not wonder husbands like wives. I need a wife.
About the most exciting thing I've done all week is open the pool, and any polar bears in the vicinity are welcome. I hope it warms up soon enough.
Of course I'm watching BSG and there's even new episodes of Lost (yay!).
Oh! I almost forgot. I'm scheduled to get my new set of hooters June 4th. I can't wait!
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Everything you want, in the worst possible way.
There's only a vague spoiler below:
Jacob of TWoP wrote those words about Battlestar Galactica - "everything you want in the worst possible way". I've reflected often on this curse, because it comes true OFTEN for us the audience, as well as the characters.
(My favorite silly instance of this curse was when we got to see Lee in a towel in Why We Fight. All the fangirls were begging "More Apollo in a towel, please!!!!" So what does Ron Moore do? We get Lee in a towel during his "distressed at Kara so I'm going to eat everything in site" phase. Aagh! My eyes!)
I mentioned to Nancy this show makes me cry at least once a month and it has set a record by making me cry for the first 3 episodes. The last ep I saw ("The Ties that Bind") made me cry for a character who I was looking forward to watching die. This character's death left me feeling horrible! Everything I want, in the worst possible way.
This character did some stupid, stupid things and got everything dreamed of (in the worst possible way). What a screechy, annoying asshole and right now I am so haunted by this character's end. That was no way to live and that was no way to die.
I'm so scared for everyone on this show I almost don't want to watch.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
The Best Way to Travel
I don't have much time to write as I'm still busy playing catch-up. We're back from a week in Oklahoma where the wind comes sweeping over the plane. Really, we had 40 knot headwinds flying to McAlester but it beat driving. We had to stop in Stuttgart, Arkansas to refuel and most of Arkansas is under water.
We had a fine, relaxing time at dad's house. I did absolutely nothing and I think my total TV + computer time all week was less than 2 hours. I read some and ran around after Brenden mostly - his favorite activities involved kicking ant hills, throwing rocks into the pond, and getting rides on the 4-wheelers. He also made oatmeal cookies with Ilu and had ninja fights with his grandpa using balloon swords.
I have a crapload of pictures to post and when I do I'll go into more detail on exactly what we did.
The flight back was much better because we had a 20 to 30 knot tailwind. Our flight there was over 5 hours (including the stop) but the flight back was 2 hours, 47 minutes.
Oh yeah, a big cheer (\o/ \o/ \o/ \o/) for Fox! They renewed The Sarah Connor Chronicles.
Friday, April 11, 2008
Short bits
Tornadoes took out the Dixie Railway Museum last Friday so our Day out with Thomas on sunday was cancelled. I'm glad Brenden doesn't really understand things well yet because that would have been a headache to explain to him.
These women should never ever have to buy their own beers (or fruity mixed drinks, if that's what they prefer) again: Sgt. leigh Ann Hester and Spec. Monica Linn Brown.
This blog constantly causes me to snort hot coffee out my nose: Bad News Hughes. Too bad he's not writing it any more.
And I wanted to post a link that is some convincing proof that John McCain is a cylon but it's a season 3/4 spoiler so I won't.
We are going to Oklahoma soon for vacation. Yay!
Rant time:
I just wrote a $65,000 check to put on our mortgage. No, it wasn't painful at all. You know why? Because we're saving about $100K in interest.
Jon and I were listening to the Dave Ramsay show the other day and he was talking to a sadly ignorant woman who didn't want to be out of debt. Her husband did (and obviously had talked her into talking to Dave). Dave was patiently explaining to her why sacrificing now would pay off in the future, but her whole argument was that in order to buy things they would have to go right back into debt.
I don't know if she was merely ignorant or just stupid (I hope the former for her husband's sake) because I used to think like she did until I learned to run the numbers. I am going to work HARD with Brenden so he understands terms like 'saving' and 'delaying gratification'. If I had kept every dollar I have paid on interest I would be able to pay cash for real estate on St. John.
Monday, April 07, 2008
Bummer.
I am glad his suffering has ended - being 84 with Alzheimer's has to suck. I've been a fan of Charlton Heston since I was 10 or 11. I'm amused /annoyed at all the press write-ups that mention him and his affiliation with the NRA but don't mention his work during the Civil Rights movement. Wikipedia touches on some of it. I don't agree with all of his politics but he shouldn't have been smeared and vilified the way he was. He was an old school LIBERAL who grew disenchanted with the direction the country was heading and had the courage to speak up about it. Rest in Peace, sir.
Before I forget,I have one Charlton Heston memory that just skidded through my thoughts: He was on the Mike Douglas show a billion years ago and Mike had him read aloud from a car manual. The idea was that Heston could make anything sound dramatic. It did and it was hilarious.
Back to my regularly scheduled blatherings: I like this quote: Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.
What I'll be Watching:
Dollhouse Woo-hoo! A new science fiction series from Joss Whendon! Plus Tim Minear is aboard and Eliza Dushku stars. (\o/). I'm also pleased to see that Olivia Williams is signed up for a part. She played Bruce Willis' wife in The Sixth Sense. I have always wanted to see her in more but everything else I've seen her in she hasn't really done much. Anyway it's about sekrit agents who get their minds wiped between assignments -basically they are programmed like robots for their jobs. Dushku plays an agent who starts to develop her own personality. Hey, it's Joss Whedon. I'm there.
What I'm Watching:
Monty Python's The Meaning of Life I love Amazon Unboxed but they should really have the titles you can download closed-captioned. Brenden tends to be turned up all the way to 11 just before bedtime and most of the Monty Python fun is when someone goes off on a diatribe. I've seen it before and it's still funny. I was amazed at how young everyone looks.
Speaking of the Meaning of Life:
I'm sorry I'm such a goober - remember I said my love for something can be embarrasingly unconditional. I've been obsessing over this show for the last week or so and thank the GODS Battlestar Galactica Season 4 started Friday so I can start worrying about Kara and Lee again (and Bill, and Laura, and Six, and Athena, and Helo, and Saul, and Anders, and yes, even Gaius). It's a long way to September when we get new episodes of Life.
I'm totally dorking about all the Deadwood alumni that showed up - Robin Wiegert (Calamity Jane) is a cast member; William Sanderson (best known as Larry who had 2 brothers - Darryl and Darryl), Garrett Dillahunt (constantly plays creeps well - was also a creep in 4400 and Sarah Connor Chronicles) and Titus Welliver (is that a great name, or what?) have all guest-starred and all 3 characters would be welcome back. If the casting director manages to snag Timothy Olyphant or Ian McShane for season 2 I might spontaneously combust.
Thursday, April 03, 2008
Letter to Brenden Month 34:
You were tested by the Hartselle School system, and you actually did well on vocabulary, but you qualify for tutoring on enunciation. I'm relieved to hear that it's not only me who doesn't know what the hell you are saying.
Your behavior the past month has been troublesome - you tend to hit. It's not out of anger or frustration as much as wanting attention. I wish I knew some kids your age, bud. We're thinking about putting you in a day care setting one or two days a week so you can play with other 2 to 3 year olds. The 5 year olds you spend time with of course don't want much to do with you because you aren't as developed as they are. Still, jumping on them when they aren't looking is a no-no. At least they aren't smaller than you, but it's troublesome.
The other thing that is really annoying me is you've been playing me - the night before last you woke up crying and you wouldn't stop. I couldn't tell if you were hurt or having nightmares or what. Jon went and slept on the couch and you slept with me. There were no more tears. Then the next day Devin said you had a good day and were cheerful, etc. but as soon as you came in, you started crying in that fakey way you have when you want something and you wanted to be held. Jon called shenanigans earlier, but I didn't smell the bullshit until then. I knew it was going to be a long night. You cried and cried and cried, but I made you stay in your own room. You finally went to sleep. Crap, I hate it when you play me like that!
On the bright side we've gone out to eat a couple of times and your behavior has been moderately acceptable. I'm so glad it's warming up so we all spend time outside together after work.
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
Tank Hard
That "tippity tappity tippity tappity" noise you heard yesterday was me doing a happy dance. We sold our private airplane (\o/) to the business. The money is going on the mortgage. I also am happy (\o/ \o/ \o/) because Battlestar Galactica starts season 4 this Friday.
What I'm Watching plus a bonus rant:
Live Free or Die Hard: It's interesting to note how much Bruce Willis has changed over the years - how much he's matured as an actor and aged as a man. This movie is okay but it's further proof that the 80's are over. Action movies are in a low-point on the cycle - a cycle that James Cameron ushered in with his 2 Terminator movies and Aliens, then John McTiernan imitated with Predator, the original Die Hard and Hunt for Red October (which in all fairness is more of a political thriller and his least James Cameron-like movie). McTiernan's career seemed to have imploded with The 13th Warrior (which is a GREAT MOVIE BTW - it's got VIKINGS!) and the remake of ROllerball (which sucked the proverbial ass).
Then Renny Harlin, who is a pale imitation of John McTiernan who is a pale imitation of James Cameron, did Die Hard II and Cliffhanger. He suffered from hubris and made the godawful pirate movie Cutthroat Island and was last seen directing dogs like Manhunters and The Covenant.
Then we won't go into Micheal Bay, who seems to be in a category all by himself in terms of directing hubris but he still wishes he were James Cameron (Bad Boys, The Rock, Armageddon etc etc etc). He's got enough smarts at least to try to reinvent himself and Transformers was a pretty good kid's movie that also appealed to people who grew up with those toys.
One thing that James Cameron understands that his imitators didn't really get was he knows that action movies tend to exclude women. They either exist to prove that the hero is heterosexual or to be rescued by the hero (in many movies they are both at the same time). In Cameron's movies the woman tends to be the hero. (True Lies is the exception but Jamie Lee Curtis had more to to than your average woman in an Arnold Swarzenegger movie). Cameron understands that in a date situation 80% of the time it's the woman that chooses the movie so he made it a point to try to have something that appealed to them. People can slam Titanic and hate it all they want - that movie appealed to girls and women, especially young girls and they represent an ungodly amount of purchasing power.
So anyways most straight-forward action movies these days are either direct-to-video or they have a strong appeal to women. The Bourne franchise is the only one I can think of that has been kicking box office butt and it has strong women characters and a tortured hero you just want to hug. The other action movies that have succeeded in the late 90's to present day have strong fantasy elements (The Lord of the Rings, Pirates of the Caribbean, Spider-Man) that succeed with women because the actors appeal to younger women and / or there's an aspect of the story that appeals to them (love beyond the perfunctory heterosexual creds, tortured cute heros you want to hug - actually I don't get the appeal of the gay pirate thing as much but still - there are pirates which are almost as cool as Vikings).
So to get back to what we were discussing, the last Die Hard movie (directed by Len Wiseman who perpetrated the Underworld movies on us) tanked hard but it wasn't really that bad of a movie. It wasn't great, but I bet in the late 80's - mid 90's it would have been box office gold. As I watched it, it just felt kind of flat. Been there, done that, blah. Plus there was just nothing there to appeal to me as a woman. Nothing!
I also watched the first episode of the Showtime show Dexter, about a serial killer who stalks and kills serial killers. Cool premise, but I am beginning to completely hate voice-overs. There's nothing that Dexter said in V.O. that I couldn't have inferred by what was happening on the screen.
Monday, March 31, 2008
What I'm Watching:
I finally saw the other half of the Grindhouse double feature - Quentin Tarantino's Deathproof. I had started watching it before, but after 15 minutes of yak yak yak yak yak I shut it off. Upon my brother's urging I made another attempt at watching it and only TiVo'd through about 15 more minutes (if you fast-forward through something on the first setting, you can speed-read the closed-captioning and still follow the story).
I understand why Tarantino wanted us to spend so much time with the characters because one of the fatal flaws of any stalker / slasher movie is the victims are usually not very sympathetic. In this case I think Tarantino went overboard in making sure we got to know the victims before Stuntman Mike (Kurt Russell, how cool is that) starts terrorizing them. When the movie gets down to business, however, all I can say is HOLY SHIT.
Then comes the second act / set of victims: the movie has some of the best damn car chase / stuntwork since the 70's movies Tarantino was trying to emulate. Zoe Bell, a Kiwi stuntwoman (Uma Thurman's stunt double in the Kill Bill movies) who basically plays herself is a hoot. All the victims during the second half are really cool and fun, actually.
Tarantino also didn't kill in children so ultimately I think I like Deathproof more than Planet Terror and I intend to try to watch it again without any fast-forwarding when I work up the intestinal fortitude to do so.
The House on Haunted Hill: Not good - I was bored and it was Sunday. The movie was based on the old William Castle movie of the same name, and the only notable goodness here was Geoffry Rush's GREAT impersonation of Vincent Price, Jeffrey Combs (but not enough - what is a horror movie with Jeffrey Combs without some of his classic ascerbic comments?), and I was amused to discover that the original screenwriter was my childhood-favorite writer Robb White. It turns out he collaborated with William Castle on a lot of dreck. I was saddened to discover the only book of White's that is still in print is Deathwatch. He also amusingly wrote a book called Our Virgin Island - it turns out he and his wife lived in the British Virgin Islands back in the 30's and 40's. But that's neither here nor there in regards to the movie. The only other notably positive thing I can say about the movie is the black guy lives.
South Park: Is showing new episodes, hooray! The Britney Spears episode was disturbing and I was glad to note that I'm not the only person in the universe that feels bad for her. The 'Major Boobage' episode, Parker and Stone's tribute to Heavy Metal is hilarious. My favorite is still the World of Warcraft episode from a few seasons back.
I tried to do a write-up of a TV show meme I found but I lost interest. I realized something while trying to come up with 5 TV characters that I would (ahem) 'do': In all of my favorite T.V. shows I tend to like the women better (I'm not wired that way so it was a losing topic). I've mentioned before how much I love X-Files, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and Battlestar Galactica. I love Scully, Buffy (and Willow and Anya), and Starbuck far more than I love any of the guys. I have 2 new T.V. shows I'm loving:The Sarah Connor Chronicles and Life. Of course Sarah is my fave, and on Life, I'm appreciating Dani far more than nutbag Charlie.
The only exception to currently running shows would be Lost, but in the case of this show, none of the characters really stand out as favorites. Kate, Jack, and Sawyer are all tools. I do love Sayid, Hurley, and Desmond, however. Oh, hey: to come full circle, Zoe Bell was on Lost for a few episodes but all she did was wrap a heavy chain around herself and leap overboard from a stranded freighter. What a waste, sheesh!
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
How to Annoy Me
How to Annoy Me
I am usually a pretty calm person. But we had an incident at dinner last night that caused me to curse like a sailor and experience flashbacks to my childhood.
We had gone to Lowe's to buy some more supplies for my front yard project and got back home pretty late. We stopped by a Chinese restaraunt and got some take-out. While getting B's food in front of him I noticed Jon had taken NOTHING BUT MEAT from the Kung Pao chicken, meaning that what was left over was almost COMPLETELY VEGETABLES!
This incident is what caused my flashback. My sister would habitually pour herself a bowl of Lucky Charms, eat the marshmallows, then PUT THE CEREAL BACK IN THE BOX!
Don't you understand? The ratio of cereal to marshmallows was too high!
In Jon's defense, I had already gotten my plateful and had no plans to get more. He doesn't like vegetables unless they are cut small (that's one of his peeves), so I shouldn't really have cared. But don't you see, if he had simply taken a serving of Kung Pao chicken then shoved the veggies aside on the plate that would have been fine. But by simply taking chicken and leaving the rest the ratio of vegetables to meat was TOO HIGH!
Monday, March 24, 2008
Hot Dog by the Pond
I love this photo. By the way, Brenden gets very shirty with me if I try to cut up his hot dogs. He eats the dog and then he'll eat the bun if he feels like it.
Hope every one had a chocalatey Easter. I hid a dozen plastic eggs filled with Sweetart jelly beans and Dove chocolate eggs while B slept. When he got up I decided not to prompt him but to see what he would do if he found them. The first two that he stumbled upon didn't have much impact other than delight him from the candy aspect. After he found the third one you could see something click in his face as he started deliberately searching everywhere. I wish it had been warmer outside because a sugar-fueled Brenden is a dangerous weapon when unleashed indoors.
We didn't go to the Easter egg hunt that we had gone to last year because I was extremely sore from yardwork I did on Saturday. Mostly it involved pulling up the horrid plastic edging, and digging trenches in preparation for laying brick edging to replace it. My hands were cramping so bad Saturday night I could barely open or close Brenden's sippy cups. What did I watch? Nothing of consequence. I watched some pre-season baseball and I must say I am happy to see Tom Glavine back in a Brave's uniform. So are a lot of Mets fans, I'll bet.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Lo Pan is not Pleased
Yesterday was Don't be a Douchebag blog-a-thon day. The requirement was to write about something in the world of film that fills you with complete and total unbridled ****ing retarded JOY. Since I've blogged about good movies, bad movies, favorite actors, favorite characters, favorite character actors, imaginary boyfriends, flesh-eating zombies, and James Bond I think the fact that I'm totally retarded when it comes to movies is fairly obvious.
I am both equally proud and embarrassed by my taste in things.
Hey! My brother is blogging again (about damn time) so here's his new blog: The Check is in the Mail. He's a complete retard when it comes to movies too, so maybe he'll be blogging about them soon.
Fixed the link to bro's blog. Doh!
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Pirate face: ARRR!
What I'm Watching:
Resident Evil: Extinction Better than the second one but I'm not saying much. If you like Milla Jovovich you'll like this movie because there's a lot of her. Yes that's a pun but it's not what you think. Actually it is entertaining but I just can't think of much to say about it.
Grindhouse Presents:Planet Terror Robert Rodriguez has the perfect eye for shlock and I always love his movies that tend towards horror (From Dusk Till Dawn and The Faculty). Unfortunately I can't unreservedly recommend this movie because of the death of a child (note to filmmakers: just pretend kids don't exist in horror milieus). Other than that awful misstep all I can say is ZOMG is this movie insane. It's kind of a flesh-eating zombie movie although those affected by the disease aren't really zombies. Those afflicted look pustule-covered super-nasty and when hit with bullets or cars they explode redly. Actually those who weren't afflicted exploded real good too. I can't properly describe the plot (not that it's important) but it's as outrageous as the special effects. I was impressed by the cast: Rose McGowan, Bruce Willis, Naveen Andrews (as a testicle-collecting sleazebag chemical engineer REALLY!), Jeff Fahey and Micheal Biehn (as brothers! Brilliant!), and Tom Savini (who sadly does more acting than makeup effects nowadays).
One bonus: before the proper movie starts we see a preview for a sadly non-existent film called Machete with Danny Trujillo. It's a blaxploitation movie except with Mexicans. Mr. Rodriguez: I would pay good money to see it for real!
Life Okay, I'm hooked. I was wrong about the entire mystery surrounding Crews' incarceration being solved. He only discovered who had done the actual murders he was framed for. He hasn't found the actual framers although he has some ideas. I like how he literally threw the Zen shit out the window when he went in persuit of the killer (unfortunately he retrieved it at the end of the ep). He slipped out of his cheerfull oddball demeanor as he tracked the bad guy down and I finally got a feel for Charlie the ex-con. Also unfortunately the writers tend to put anvils in their script (one character says Charlie went into prison innocent but didn't leave innocent which left me thinking no shit, Sherlock). TV writers are even worse than movie writers in underestimating the intelligence of their audience. Still, I'm looking forward to a full season of anvils, exasperated partners, and redheaded goodness in the Fall.
American Idol Yeah, I have to make some comments. Is Ryan Seacrest doing metamphetamines? I expect him and Simon Cowell to trade punches sometime within the next few episodes. Actually I'd enjoy that. As for the singers I don't really care. I like Jason Castro but has anyone but me noticed he looks like a Paul Ruebens with dreadlocks? Seriously.
Monday, March 17, 2008
A Trip to the Zoo
We spent this last weekend in Nashville. Jon was going to the Baker's School of Aeronautics to take his pilot's instrument rating written exam, and he thought we all ought to go. I dug up some info on things to to in that section of town so Brenden and I could keep busy while Jon was in class.
We drove up early Saturday, and I was happy to note the trip up to Nashville is not too bad a drive. We were in the outskirts in just under 2 hours. We stopped at Shoney's and had the breakfast bar (and did that bring back memories of college) then dropped Jon off. First I found a mega- Walmart and B and I did some leisurely shopping (diapers and socks for B, cough meds for Jon, and of course a toy that B chose). We went to the Nashville Railroad museum afterwards and I was disappointed. Go to the one in Chattanooga, it's awesome. B didn't care, he loved it but was upset he couldn't climb on the train cars parked nearby. Still, he was good to me all day.
The only sore part of the trip (and I do mean physically sore - I am so out of shape since the operation) came when I was pulling away from the museum and realized the tire was flat. I changed it and that was that but it was irritating. I had to leave B strapped in his seat and he couldn't see me all the time so he cried. I felt bad about that.
By that time it was mid-day so B and I went to MacDonald's for lunch. I decided we'd check into the hotel early and B and I had a nice long nap. Since B had fallen asleep in the car he woke up in the hotel room not knowing where he was and he freaked out a little until he realized I was there with him. We watched Scooby-Doo until it was time to pick up Jon. We ate at a Chinese Buffet then went back to the hotel room. B was rambunctious while Jon was trying to study;I wish we had spent a little more on a hotel with an indoor pool but then again he wasn't that bad.
Sunday was much better. After dropping off Jon B and I went to the Nashville Zoo at Grassmere. It wouldn't open for a few hours so I hunted down a MacDonald's with a children's play area and we successfully killed time there first. B plays with anyone who will play with him so he enjoyed himself immensely.
The zoo was fun and I took many pictures, including the nifty Meerkat in the pic above. I wish I were creatively funny; this pic is just begging for a lolcat caption. But anyway it was cold so not all of the animals were out. We didn't get to see the elephants and giraffes, but we saw all kinds of wild kitties, monkeys, birds and pigs. Brenden had the most fun in the indoor exhibition of turtles, iguanas, snakes, bats, and insects. He just went nuts at those exhibits.
By the time Jon texted me to pick him up it was early afternoon and B was getting punchy. He lasted 2 minutes in the van and then fell dead asleep and he didn't wake up until we were about 10 minutes away from the house. We had a fun trip and Brenden was mostly well-behaved (for Brenden).
I so ignored the news I didn't know about the Tornadoes hitting Atlanta until later Sunday. I was glad to see Helly and Alan reporting in unscathed; I hope everyone else is ok, as well.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
I think I've mentioned this before: I was a fan of Wiseguy, one of the first series to have story arcs. I remember the producers of the show met with resistance on that format because the Network was afraid new viewers wouldn't watch if they didn't know what was going on. Wiseguy's story arcs would be 6-12 episodes followed by 2 or 3 standalones. The show fizzled out after 2 or 3 seasons but I don't think it was the format (yes, I'm looking at you, Ken Wahl!).
The X-Files blew that door off the hinges, as did Buffy the Vampire Slayer and now just about every show has an arc of some sort and all I can say is HALLELUJAH! I grew up watching T.V. in the 70's where all characters were static from episode to episode. They didn't have much backstory nor did they grow; they never had indelible marks on their psyches when their love got blowed up or shot (like the amnesia plot, and the evil twin plot, the death of a loved one plot is in the Plot-o-matic Rolodex {I guess it's been ported to software by now}).
I told you that to tell you this:
I have always had a love-hate relationship with Television: it can accomplish so much more in a series than a movie could ever dream of - for instance Terminator II used the phrase "Judgement Day" but you never had enough time when the action started to think about the ramifications of that phrase. In the new series you start seeing all the religious parallels especially as people who are pulled into the Connors' story start believing in cyborgs from the future - I know the bible didn't mention a Robot Holocaust in Revelations, but it'll do, won't it?
The hate part is that television so rarely does accomplish more and usually simply sucks eggs. Every once in a while you get lucky though. I pointed out to someone recently that when I give my love to a show it can be embarrasingly unconditional. I ran out of SCC episodes to watch last weekend and so I finally watched 2 more episodes of Life I had tucked away on my TiVo (bear with me, this is all connected).
Despite the show starring Damian Lewis, I managed to miss most of the first-run episodes for a really dumb reason. They weren't closed-captioned, and with a raging 2 year-old in the house, I might as well be hearing-impaired. I also have to admit I wasn't that impressed. Now I'm kinda sorry I didn't watch the whole first season (11 eps) - the writers have toned down Charlie's quirkiness and I've come to like both main characters. All I can say is thank goodness for TiVo and Amazon UnBoxed: I'll be able to finish out the series before season 2 starts this fall (hooray for NBC!).
Most people are comparing this show to House but I'm still sticking to my Veronica Mars theorem, even more now because I found out the mystery of who set up Charlie for the multiple murders is discovered by the end of Season 1. I loved the Veronica Mars format of one major mystery per season intersped with the "case of the week". I think it nicely balanced the need for a week-to-week connection with the characters versus standalone episodes to draw new viewers in.
Life is on one level a standard cop show. Lewis's character, Charlie Crews, is your basic Brilliant Detective, but in the few episodes I've seen, I like that he tends to ferret out clues to the mystery-of-the-week through sheer bulldoggedness as opposed to making Batman vs. the Riddler quantum-leap connections between two ephemerally related crime-scene objects (although sometimes Crews does that too). But I'm starting to like the character, who, after 12 years in the slammer, is a little off. Kind of the way a cat would be off if you locked it in a room for 4 weeks with about 100 alarm clocks that were set to randomly blare every day.
His partner, Dani Reese (hey I don't make these names up - I just report them), has a fine set of drug and alcohol related problems herself but spends most of the time playing put-upon straight-man to Charlies antics and the rest of the time keeping him anchored when he gets out of control. I'm liking her, too. She's starting to be more well-rounded than a lot of female characters who are not the center of a show (if they make the show more central to both Crews and Reese in season 2 I think it will be a major improvement).
Look, I'd be lying if I said that I don't find Damian Lewis to be amazingly attractive and that's the major reason I'm giving the show another try. I haven't given it my unconditional love yet, I have 4 more episodes to go in this season, but I want to. We'll see how it turns out. In the meantime, Lewis's hair is even more awesomly red in high-def. I'm just saying.
One more PS: have you noticed I'm watching more T.V.? It's because most of the movies I want to watch are too violent for Brenden. I need to watch SOMETHING! I will gladly take any suggestions for t.v. series to watch.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Find the raisin in the picture
Hey, I got tagged, and I have a short middle name: Linn.
L is for 'Lazy': If I had a million dollars, like Peter from Office Space, my fondest wish would be to do NOTHING. Actually I'd need about 7 million bucks - some to tuck away into investments and then a couple of million to buy some beach front property on a certain Caribbean island. Then I would DRINK BEER and DRAW FLIES for the rest of my life.
I is for 'Independent': I hate relying on other people. This gets me into trouble more than I would have thought.
N is for 'Nearsighted': No longer in the myopic sense thanks to surgery, but still in the spiritual sense. I can't see 3 days in front of me unless I really try. The fact that Jon and I have managed to put away almost 20K in an emergency fund is a damned miracle.
N is for 'Nerd': I'm a software developer. My favorite TV show is Battlestar Galactica. I can quote all of Hudson's lines from Aliens. My wardrobe is 75% tee-shirts and blue jeans with the other 25% being things I never wear. I started a flame-war almost 15 years ago about a minor character on the X-Files (I wasn't deliberately being a troll, though). My nerd creds are impeccable.
I tag no one, for they have all been tagged.
What I'm watching:
The In-Laws: I watched the version with Alan Arkin and Peter Falk (1979), not the one with Michael Douglas and Albert Brooks (2003). I have fond memories of a triumvirate of comedies from the late 70's / early 80's and this movie is the second one I've watched recently. The first was "S.O.B." which didn't hold up as well and the third is "Hopscotch" which I haven't watched yet but is in the queue. I can't compare the old version to the remake, but Roger Ebert's review was enough to convince me I haven't missed anything (no sock puppet?!!? WTF?).
The movie still works because Peter Falk's earnest nutbag CIA agent plays so well off of Alan Arkin's put-upon dentist. Can anyone do put-upon as well as Arkin can? I don't think so. The wierder things get the funnier his expression is. For instance, there's one scene where he's in a small jet and is listening to safety instructions in Chinese (James 'Lo Pan' Hong, always fun). The Chinese instructions are funny, but Arkin's thousand-yard WTF stare is what makes you laugh. And if anyone ever yelled "Serpentine! Serpentine!!" at you, this is where it originated.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Turtle Butts
What I'm Watching / Reading:
Because of my downtime from this frakkin cold, I was finally able to peruse Jane Epsenson's blog. Ms. Espenson is a T.V. writer who is most well-known for writing for Joss Whedon's shows (Buffy, Angel, Firefly). Among the current shows, she writes for Battlestar Galactica so you can understand why I was delighted to discover her blog. It covers two topics: 1) writing for television, especially how to go about doing so, and 2) what she had for lunch (mercifully one or two sentences an entry). I especially enjoy it when she talks about "clams" (over-used jokes) and "pipe" (exposition). I've become insanely aware of exposition in stories and "laying pipe" is a perfect term for that process.
Shoot Em Up: This movie is in the same category as Snakes on a Plane in the sense of there's truth in its advertising: it has a lot of people being shot up, just like Snakes on a Plane had snakes on a plane. Clive Owen plays the same kind of straight-faced badass nobody he played in the vastly superior Sin City but he gets to keep his accent somewhat. What made me die laughing about this movie is it has an anti-gun message. Seriously, at the end of the movie we get sermons about the evils of private gun ownership. I haven't seen a dead body count this high in a movie since maybe Commando, or a John Woo Hong Kong gangster epic! I felt like I was watching some serious hardcore porn when all of a sudden right in the middle of some gang-banging action (in the old-fashioned sense of gangbang) the fornicating actors all of a sudden start preaching about how important abstinence is. Worth a watch if you like Clive Owen or Paul Giamatti, or are just super-seriously bored.
Boogie Nights: Speaking of porn - I have a tough time believing that this movie is already 10 years old. This movie brought director Paul Thomas Anderson to my attention. It's an epic about the rise and fall of a porn star during the late 70's - early 80's with an amazing cast: Marky Mark, Burt Reynolds, Heather Graham, Julianne Moore, William H. Macy, and a boatload more of "hey, it's that guy!" actors (Phillip Seymour Hoffman, Don Cheadle, Luiz Guzman, Alfred Molina). I caught it on the Independent Film Channel and it's like the 3rd time I've watched it. I don't know what fascinates me about this movie - it's about a bunch of stupid porn people (and I do mean not very bright), but they are a tight-knit circle of friends/family and I end up feeling some sympathy for them. Oh, hey! Thomas Jane's in it too. His hair is almost as amusing as Ben Affleck's was in Dazed and Confused, another remarkable movie about the 70's. Highly recommended.
The Independent Film Channel showed a Paul W.S. Anderson movie just after that one: Shopping, a horrifically bad, bad movie with Jude Law and Sadie Frost (I should make a joke about how the movie ends up as messy as their marriage did, but that would be wrong). I hope the programmers were just having fun and didn't confuse Paul "Magnolia" Anderson with Paul "Resident Evil" Anderson.
Meet the Robinsons: We're watching more kid-friendly movies (not that you could tell). This computer-animated cartoon is a misfire: it was too chaotic with uninteresting and cliche characters. I think this movie is the one that convinced Disney to leave the cartoons to Pixar.
Lost Dear producers: we do not need any more episodes displaying just what how perverted, pathetic, and psychotic Ben is. We get it. Kill him. Kill him now.
Saturday, March 08, 2008
Judgement Day
And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts
And I looked and behold, a pale horse
And it's name it said on him was Death
And Hell followed with him.
Okay now. How in the hell could I enjoy a T.V. show any more than one that features Terminators? Have the climax of the season-ender feature F.B.I agents raining down on a motel pool to the tune of Johnny Cash's "Man Comes Around". Good stuff! And will Fox, the network that killed Firefly before it got a chance, renew? I'm not holding my breath.
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Smile
I believe the sinus infection has left but my allergies are raging. I quit getting shot\taking drugs for allergies when I was diagnosed with cancer for no other reason than apathy. Now that I know my tits aren't going to kill me (yet) I'm going to reboot my allergy treatment program starting tomorrow with a doctor's appointment.
Letter to Brenden Month 33:
Brenden, you are asserting your independence. When I say independence, I mean you are refusing to do anything we ask you to do. If this letter doesn't sound as light-hearted as normal, it's because this last weekend we were leaving the grocery store, and on the way to the van you decided to run from me and dart between two parked cars. I told you to stop and come back to me, and you got THAT LOOK on your face. I dropped the groceries and took off when you did, but you got about a foot past the other side of the parked cars before I grabbed your collar. You skidded on the asphalt and you started crying, I started crying, my hair greyed a little bit more and I had a myocardial infarction. What if a car had been coming? What if the driver was an asshole who likes to go 35 mph in a parking lot?
Being a parent sometimes is a never-ending series of what-if nightmares. The rest of the time you get to sit there and think about how inadequate, ill-equipped and uneducated you are. I hope I have some fun things to talk about next month, B.
