Happy Thursday! It's getting cold! Except during the day, when it's still summer. But my house stays cold, which is not so wonderful. Good thing I have these super fuzzy yellow gloves to wear!!
I'm going to be Speed Racer for Halloween. !!! I threw it together this last week mostly from the mall--the thrift stores seemed very picked over, my only guess is that everyone was looking for costume material. Not a phenomenon we run into during the summer. I have everything I need except for the shoes and a helmet, but I can get shoes easily enough and I'd only really need the helmet by next AX. If only costume-preparing could always be this easy.
Well, the gloves aren't perfect, either, being as they're made of fleece and were from Old Navy, and one would assume Speed's racing gloves are most likely leather. But I have perfect pants and red socks and a shirt I just have to pin up and I'll be ready to gun the car around the track (and jam down the pedal like I'm never coming back.).
This week's television was much more quality-filled than it has been this season. DOLLHOUSE is finally the show it was meant to be all along, which is a great relief. It's actually been performing quite nicely since it started back up, and I like to think that now that they got the network-dictated first season out of the way, they're free to go about their business as creative geniuses. I hope that Fox doesn't flip out and feel like they have to cancel it because they don't understand it. They have a history of that, though, so, best of luck to DOLLHOUSE.
FLASHFORWARD is finally a show that feels like a show. Two episodes in a row now that were solid and professional. Granted, the twists at the end of last and this week's episodes were less than shocking, but those twists are no longer the last-ditch effort to get you to come back next week. The show carries itself. I'll admit to having a minor epileptic fit at the previews for the coming episode, when Callum Keith Rennie promised to make an appearance. You may know him as the sole reason I started watching "the Canadian show" I'm always trying to get you to watch. So that's exciting.
HEROES went from bad to weird to just plain bad again. I really wonder how long they can keep it up.
THE OFFICE was solid but 30 ROCK had me roffling quite a bit.
Man, today all I did was watch INTO THE WILD, STRANGER THAN FICTION, OCEAN'S 11, FLASHFORWARD, THE OFFICE, and 30 ROCK. Whilst doing that, I cut and sewed. Before that, I went on errands to procure sewing supplies. So it was a pretty chill day. (and chilly)
Speaking of BSG (Rennie is also the Cylon known as Leoben), THE PLAN was sort of interesting. On the one end of the spectrum, it's simply a glorified clip show, but on the other, it's a brave take on many of the unattended co-occurrences. It does explain how certain things came to pass, although none of the answers belonged to questions that were still haunting people. It made a lot of narrative sense, though, more than you might expect from an after-the-fact cobbled together grab bag, and the way they blended new footage with old is a testament to their archivists. Or possibly Jane Espenson's fannish obsession with fact checking.
Hahah, this is what it looks like when I type in the Speed Racer gloves. Oh, I'm doing it rather well, akshully. Well, I think I'm going to go do something cool like see if HIMYM is online yet. Or watch DEXTER or SPEED RACER. I'm cool.
-Steph
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
He's A Demon on Wheels
Happy Thursday! It's been a busy week! But also a good one even if it could have been better.
I spent the weekend at Beth's in Pasadena since I had a whole four days off. Unfortunately, I also spent it with a massive head implosion of allergies or something. It's still trying to drain. Here's what we did:
wandered around at night and found the best taco stand in the world
ate at Kansai
watched old episodes of Speed Racer
ate at Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles
watched The Adventures of Sharkboy and Lavagirl
went to every used book store
went to three downtowns that were parallel universe versions of each other
ate mystery desserts at Famima!!
made up so many inside jokes--19 pomegranates????
I went to school on Monday, too, and had wonderful lunch with Sam who had a very busy weekend. I also saw Shayfer and Parham and Michael but I avoided the last one. And then I hacked into the school computers and played Bejeweled for a while on Facebook!
So it was superfun.
The Speed Racer we watched I got from the store, episodes 1-11. I just today found out that Hulu has EVERY EPISODE online for free, so I can die happy. I didn't know that I would like this old wacky show that much, but I should have known better. There's something about campy old shows remade into modern movies that I can't resist. Batman, Star Trek, and I was watching that Scooby Doo movie from a couple of years ago and felt the same about it. Must be that if "camp" were a genre, then it might be one of my faves.
High School Musical, anyone? (Sharkboy, for that matter? Josie and the Pussycats?)
The difference between the original 60s shows and their modern counterparts is that the style of storytelling and filmmaking from back then was very direct, while I would argue that today's styles favor subtlety and shades of ...understanding, if that makes any sense. By today's standards, Speed Racer seems very unsophisticated, not just in drawing style but in pretty much every regard. Granted, it was only intended as a children's cartoon, but even stuff for kids these days has a much higher standard of quality.
So we look back on Speed Racer's insanely fast dialogue, Captain Kirk's overly dramatic posturing for the camera, Batman's ridiculous tights, and we laugh. With the exception of the old Batman show, none of what we laugh at now was meant to be humorous back then. That's what makes it campy, the idea that at the time, people were doing what they were doing and it was srs bsns. I think what I like most about those sorts of things is that I can enjoy both what it looks like now and what it was trying to be at the time.
Listening to the SPEED RACER soundtrack over and over in my car (does not make for safe driving), I can't help but realize that that movie is one of my all time favorites. It's just something that clicks with me, on multiple levels, and my fondness for it does not take into account the opinion of anyone else. Watching the source show only makes it better, seeing all the little things that, blended together, form the guts of this story. Like having a favorite uncle and then reading his diary about all his adventures that made him who he is. I don't know.
You try explaining why you love something when all you know is that you do.
-Steph
PS
BSG THE PLAN comes out on Tuesday. So it's sitting on my table downstairs, ready to get its Cylon watch on.
PPS
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I spent the weekend at Beth's in Pasadena since I had a whole four days off. Unfortunately, I also spent it with a massive head implosion of allergies or something. It's still trying to drain. Here's what we did:
wandered around at night and found the best taco stand in the world
ate at Kansai
watched old episodes of Speed Racer
ate at Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles
watched The Adventures of Sharkboy and Lavagirl
went to every used book store
went to three downtowns that were parallel universe versions of each other
ate mystery desserts at Famima!!
made up so many inside jokes--19 pomegranates????
I went to school on Monday, too, and had wonderful lunch with Sam who had a very busy weekend. I also saw Shayfer and Parham and Michael but I avoided the last one. And then I hacked into the school computers and played Bejeweled for a while on Facebook!
So it was superfun.
The Speed Racer we watched I got from the store, episodes 1-11. I just today found out that Hulu has EVERY EPISODE online for free, so I can die happy. I didn't know that I would like this old wacky show that much, but I should have known better. There's something about campy old shows remade into modern movies that I can't resist. Batman, Star Trek, and I was watching that Scooby Doo movie from a couple of years ago and felt the same about it. Must be that if "camp" were a genre, then it might be one of my faves.
High School Musical, anyone? (Sharkboy, for that matter? Josie and the Pussycats?)
The difference between the original 60s shows and their modern counterparts is that the style of storytelling and filmmaking from back then was very direct, while I would argue that today's styles favor subtlety and shades of ...understanding, if that makes any sense. By today's standards, Speed Racer seems very unsophisticated, not just in drawing style but in pretty much every regard. Granted, it was only intended as a children's cartoon, but even stuff for kids these days has a much higher standard of quality.
So we look back on Speed Racer's insanely fast dialogue, Captain Kirk's overly dramatic posturing for the camera, Batman's ridiculous tights, and we laugh. With the exception of the old Batman show, none of what we laugh at now was meant to be humorous back then. That's what makes it campy, the idea that at the time, people were doing what they were doing and it was srs bsns. I think what I like most about those sorts of things is that I can enjoy both what it looks like now and what it was trying to be at the time.
Listening to the SPEED RACER soundtrack over and over in my car (does not make for safe driving), I can't help but realize that that movie is one of my all time favorites. It's just something that clicks with me, on multiple levels, and my fondness for it does not take into account the opinion of anyone else. Watching the source show only makes it better, seeing all the little things that, blended together, form the guts of this story. Like having a favorite uncle and then reading his diary about all his adventures that made him who he is. I don't know.
You try explaining why you love something when all you know is that you do.
-Steph
PS
BSG THE PLAN comes out on Tuesday. So it's sitting on my table downstairs, ready to get its Cylon watch on.
PPS
Blogger had a freakout (bX-5eka1d) so for right now this note is Facebook-exclusive. Cool, huh?
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Thursday, October 15, 2009
Octobey
Happy Thursday! Right now it's warm outside, which is strange. But all day it was almost hot, which is strange. Yesterday it rained, and the day before. Everyone's status updates on Facebook made it sound like the world was raining.
Today was the seventh day in a row that I worked, and tomorrow will be the eighth. Then, wonderfully, I have three days off, which I will spend hanging out in A/P-town because I can. Got a fatty paycheck so I can afford the gas.
Funny story about fatty paycheck. I like to walk to the bank because it's close and it's a nice exercise. It's nice to go on Sunday because then you can walk through the parking lot and not get hit by cars. Only when I got there, the ATM was down. "Go to the other one," my mom says. "But that one's only for cars," I says. "Just stand behind the cars," she says.
So I wait for the cars to stop going to the drive-by ATM. Except they don't. Just when one's about to leave, one pulls up. Finally I watch a guy park and I wait for him to see the ATM's down and go drive through the other one. Except he goes and walks around to the one I'm waiting for. So now I'm waiting for another pedestrian at the drive-by ATM. Then he leaves AND
that ATM's not accepting deposits. :<
So I walked home.
The end.
Today is my sister's Thursday Blackjack Birthday! Happy Thursday Birthday! I would have called, but I was sleeping and also I can't find my phone. I hope you opened your box already!
And yesterday was my tiniest niece's birthday, she's six. I'll also give you a call when I find my phone!
I'm wondering what it would be like to transition this blog into a one-topic blog. Since it's strictly once a week, it tends to cover a wide range of things that may or may not be interesting to anyone who isn't me thirty years from now. The blogs I read, they have a topic that they are about, and each post tends to stick to one particular related to that. So maybe I'll try some posts that are about something specific and see how that looks. I've done it before, of course, when I have something to say.
I could try having something to say every week. Hm.
My foodie tip of the week is to add 1/8 teaspoon cinnamon to your rice crispie treats. It makes them the best ricey crispoes in the world.
Okay, I'm going to go look for my phone. Wish me luck.
-Steph
Today was the seventh day in a row that I worked, and tomorrow will be the eighth. Then, wonderfully, I have three days off, which I will spend hanging out in A/P-town because I can. Got a fatty paycheck so I can afford the gas.
Funny story about fatty paycheck. I like to walk to the bank because it's close and it's a nice exercise. It's nice to go on Sunday because then you can walk through the parking lot and not get hit by cars. Only when I got there, the ATM was down. "Go to the other one," my mom says. "But that one's only for cars," I says. "Just stand behind the cars," she says.
So I wait for the cars to stop going to the drive-by ATM. Except they don't. Just when one's about to leave, one pulls up. Finally I watch a guy park and I wait for him to see the ATM's down and go drive through the other one. Except he goes and walks around to the one I'm waiting for. So now I'm waiting for another pedestrian at the drive-by ATM. Then he leaves AND
that ATM's not accepting deposits. :<
So I walked home.
The end.
Today is my sister's Thursday Blackjack Birthday! Happy Thursday Birthday! I would have called, but I was sleeping and also I can't find my phone. I hope you opened your box already!
And yesterday was my tiniest niece's birthday, she's six. I'll also give you a call when I find my phone!
I'm wondering what it would be like to transition this blog into a one-topic blog. Since it's strictly once a week, it tends to cover a wide range of things that may or may not be interesting to anyone who isn't me thirty years from now. The blogs I read, they have a topic that they are about, and each post tends to stick to one particular related to that. So maybe I'll try some posts that are about something specific and see how that looks. I've done it before, of course, when I have something to say.
I could try having something to say every week. Hm.
My foodie tip of the week is to add 1/8 teaspoon cinnamon to your rice crispie treats. It makes them the best ricey crispoes in the world.
Okay, I'm going to go look for my phone. Wish me luck.
-Steph
Thursday, October 08, 2009
Russo-riffic
Happy Thursday! I think I should do some writing after this, because I'm noticing my typing is not all it used to be. I keep hitting random things and generally misspelling things in quite a shocking manner. It must be related to the brain thing I'm sure I have where I'm starting not to be able to speak properly anymore. Must be.
Last weekend I baked cookies. And do you know why! Because I took them to Pasadena to share with Beth and then on to Azusa to share with Sam and Gareth! Sam was in Evita at school, which was wonderful. The kids are seniors now, how the time flies. (Beth is still a senior. :<)
Spent the night at Beth's place, which was great because she is in walking distance of both Pasadena's Famima!!s. In fact, we went to both on Saturday. Pasadena is like a polite, small scale version of LA, and I wish I lived there. One day, one day.
I made maple cookies for them, which is my go-to guy for falltime snacks. I'll make you some. I ended up flipping through the trusty Betty Crocker book for additional autumnal treats, and I bookmarked so many things. Holidays, beware!
The other day, for instance, I was going to make a pumpkin bread. But the only can of pumpkin we had was way too big, so I was going to go to the store to buy a more manageable one. What the heck, I thought, if I'm going to the store, I should pick up stuff for dinner. It's my day off!
So I flicked through Betty's yellowed pages and settled on a "quick and easy" hamburger stroganoff. I took to the internet to figure out what culture stroganoff came from, and what sort of side dishes were appropriate. Long story short, I also made latkes (potato pancakes), "Russian potato salad," Russian tea and Russian tea cakes.
They were all some of the best things I've ever made. Particularly I recommend to you the potato salad, because it was surprisingly delicious and also very simple. It's like regular potato salad only it's got cucumbers and pickles and carrots (boiled) and ham. Next time I'll try it with a sausage product. And it was also good with just a dash of mustard.
Russian tea cakes aka Mexican wedding cakes are also simple and simply amazing. I'm sure you're all familiar with them at least visually--they are round and covered in powered sugar. I plan on making color-coded flavors for Christmastime. Like minty green ones and so forth.
Geeze, I'm starting to think I should have a foodie blog instead of this, huh.
But I never did make that pumpkin bread. Today, though, I made us walk out to Big Wave Dave's Pumpkin Patch (which transforms into Big Wave Dave's Christmas trees after Thanksgiving). They'd mailed us a coupon for a free pumpkin, so how could we not! The free one he said was good eating pumpkin, so perhaps we'll get that bread yet.
I've run out of tv-on-dvd, so I watched two movies today. I didn't love them. I think the problem with me and movies is that I don't love movies. It has to be a very specific sort of movie for me to even enjoy it. I go into every movie expecting it to be terrific, and when it's just average, I'm usually disappointed. If it's not terrific, I feel like I'm wasting my time--unless it's so bad it's great. But mostly they're average, and that saddens me.
APPALOOSA is not average, but it's not so bad to be great. It's just regular bad.
I don't think I'm going to review HEROES for you anymore. It's...not worth anyone's time. :/
FLASHFORWARD continues to irritate me. My biggest UGH--NO moment this week (which unfortunately lasted for most of the episode) was when the German guy said in his flash forward he was having breakfast. Except that the flash.......oh my. Now I'm going to apologize to the show, and then gripe about the same thing again. Except the flash forward happened at 11 AM Pacific Standard Time, so it wouldn't be morning in Germany-----except everyone in LA's flashes were at night. So I suppose the time frame they saw could be 9AM German time, and like midnight LA time. EXCEPT the other one was on a beach in Hawaii during the day, and it wouldn't be afternoon in Hawaii if it were midnight in LA. SO THERE. AND. It couldn't even be all the same day, because 8PM in Hawaii and 9AM German would be two separate days, not April 29th. But I guess they think that LA and Germany have the same day, as the agents in both places were carrying on phone conversations with each other at the same time of day. And if you think that was a lot of words on one subject, just imagine all the other little things I have words for. It irritates me.
Well that's enough griping for today. Come over some time and I'll make you dinner.
-Steph
Last weekend I baked cookies. And do you know why! Because I took them to Pasadena to share with Beth and then on to Azusa to share with Sam and Gareth! Sam was in Evita at school, which was wonderful. The kids are seniors now, how the time flies. (Beth is still a senior. :<)
Spent the night at Beth's place, which was great because she is in walking distance of both Pasadena's Famima!!s. In fact, we went to both on Saturday. Pasadena is like a polite, small scale version of LA, and I wish I lived there. One day, one day.
I made maple cookies for them, which is my go-to guy for falltime snacks. I'll make you some. I ended up flipping through the trusty Betty Crocker book for additional autumnal treats, and I bookmarked so many things. Holidays, beware!
The other day, for instance, I was going to make a pumpkin bread. But the only can of pumpkin we had was way too big, so I was going to go to the store to buy a more manageable one. What the heck, I thought, if I'm going to the store, I should pick up stuff for dinner. It's my day off!
So I flicked through Betty's yellowed pages and settled on a "quick and easy" hamburger stroganoff. I took to the internet to figure out what culture stroganoff came from, and what sort of side dishes were appropriate. Long story short, I also made latkes (potato pancakes), "Russian potato salad," Russian tea and Russian tea cakes.
They were all some of the best things I've ever made. Particularly I recommend to you the potato salad, because it was surprisingly delicious and also very simple. It's like regular potato salad only it's got cucumbers and pickles and carrots (boiled) and ham. Next time I'll try it with a sausage product. And it was also good with just a dash of mustard.
Russian tea cakes aka Mexican wedding cakes are also simple and simply amazing. I'm sure you're all familiar with them at least visually--they are round and covered in powered sugar. I plan on making color-coded flavors for Christmastime. Like minty green ones and so forth.
Geeze, I'm starting to think I should have a foodie blog instead of this, huh.
But I never did make that pumpkin bread. Today, though, I made us walk out to Big Wave Dave's Pumpkin Patch (which transforms into Big Wave Dave's Christmas trees after Thanksgiving). They'd mailed us a coupon for a free pumpkin, so how could we not! The free one he said was good eating pumpkin, so perhaps we'll get that bread yet.
I've run out of tv-on-dvd, so I watched two movies today. I didn't love them. I think the problem with me and movies is that I don't love movies. It has to be a very specific sort of movie for me to even enjoy it. I go into every movie expecting it to be terrific, and when it's just average, I'm usually disappointed. If it's not terrific, I feel like I'm wasting my time--unless it's so bad it's great. But mostly they're average, and that saddens me.
APPALOOSA is not average, but it's not so bad to be great. It's just regular bad.
I don't think I'm going to review HEROES for you anymore. It's...not worth anyone's time. :/
FLASHFORWARD continues to irritate me. My biggest UGH--NO moment this week (which unfortunately lasted for most of the episode) was when the German guy said in his flash forward he was having breakfast. Except that the flash.......oh my. Now I'm going to apologize to the show, and then gripe about the same thing again. Except the flash forward happened at 11 AM Pacific Standard Time, so it wouldn't be morning in Germany-----except everyone in LA's flashes were at night. So I suppose the time frame they saw could be 9AM German time, and like midnight LA time. EXCEPT the other one was on a beach in Hawaii during the day, and it wouldn't be afternoon in Hawaii if it were midnight in LA. SO THERE. AND. It couldn't even be all the same day, because 8PM in Hawaii and 9AM German would be two separate days, not April 29th. But I guess they think that LA and Germany have the same day, as the agents in both places were carrying on phone conversations with each other at the same time of day. And if you think that was a lot of words on one subject, just imagine all the other little things I have words for. It irritates me.
Well that's enough griping for today. Come over some time and I'll make you dinner.
-Steph
Thursday, October 01, 2009
Dusty
Happy Thursday! Today is October first so I can no longer even sort of pretend that it's still summer. To rub it in my face, the dry awful winds picked up and are tormenting me and my sinuses. I remember having to do PE during the Santa Anas and those were some of the most unhappy times of my life. :<
Lemme tell you about the miracle fish. So all the babies but one got eaten, yeah? To safeguard the sole survivor (accidentally dubbed Pepito -- he's a bad hat), I installed a tank divider. Everyone was fine. Then I come to clean the tank.
I net out little Pepito for fear of throwing him out with the bath water, so to speak, and set him up in the goldfishes' old box. I wash all these marbles that Carolyn gave me to put in the tank. I mix the detoxifiers with the new water and prepare to dump that in. Then I pull the filter off the back of the tank, to dump out its water reservoir and see what kind of junk is built up in there.
Dumped into the sink! And who should I see among the marbles--rapidly sliding towards the drain--but flashes of orange, rice-sized shapes somewhat familiar and altogether shocking. I pull the stopper but I don't think I was fast enough to save one. I quickly net out the guy who's basically standing in the film of water strung between the marbles, and spirit him away to the safe side of the tank.
Stuck to the inside of the filter, not washed out with the water, is another one. I pour him out into the sink (safely plugged, and adequately watered) and net him away to safety. Carefully I refill the filter and dump it out again, and sure enough there's yet another. Another refill and dump, but I didn't see any more.
SO, Pepito is now the proud leader of a gang of four. There's one guy almost as big as he is (not so good nutrition being sucked into the filter, I guess), and the other two are puny and mostly see-through. But now I have ten fish, which is my max for my tank, so now I just have to wait for them to grow up. And that's the story of the miracle fish what got sucked into the filter and lived because of it.
My week so far has literally been work and DEADWOOD. Did I tell you that somebody quit and somebody else is on vacation? That I have five times the hours of the lowest part of the summer? Oh my gosh. It's like I live there. Today's the first day off I've had since....some point last week, I'm sure.
Finished DEADWOOD, so I can go back to DEXTER. Need to snap through season three (like that's going to be a challenge) so I can watch season four in real time.
HEROES needs no commenting on other than that I actually liked Sylar's bit--from now on the "usual" will be overall D-, Sylar bits A+ --even though I knew what was going to happen. But that actually helped because I thought "it would be cool if it were really like this" but I didn't imagine the writers to be that savvy, but they were! So that was a pleasant surprise. To see the twist ahead of time. Yep, this show is bad.
HIMYM was full of fun. Loved Alyson Hannigan's extra role. Lolarious.
Oh, finally caught the DOLLHOUSE premiere, and can I just tell you that that was was this show needed to be all along? What it could have been all along? Startlingly powerful, that episode is. I recommend it even (or especially?!) if you didn't catch season one. Seriously, go to http://www.fox.com/fod/play.php?sh=dollhouse and watch Vows, and if you have any questions afterward, I'm full of answers.
(Megan, I especially recommend this to you, since not only Jamie Bamber but Alexis Denisof guest starred. It was like a BSG/Angel reunion. Now they just need to drop Summer Glau in there and it could be a Firefly one, too.)
The OFFICE made me laugh several times, especially at the end. And Creed. He's so very underused. But if they used him more, would he be overused?
FLASHFORWARD. Or is it two words. This show irritates me. What gets my Irish up the most is how they slop together these highly inconsequential lines of dialogue (and the uninformed deliveries don't help, either) that are presented as compelling and mystery-unraveling scenes when actually they are irrelevant, uninteresting, and uninformative. Who's directing this? It's like these people are having three different conversations exclusively with themselves. In any case, it's not standard writing, maybe not sub par, but not avant-garde, either. It's just grating.
And to top it all off, they tag on something truly shocking at the very end, just in time so as even though you're at the point of "well I ain't wasting my hour on this next week," your mind is suddenly and irrevocably changed and it really has nothing to do with the strength of the show at all. You may like this show just fine, but it really irritates me.
(AND THAT LITTLE GIRL AND HER CHILD ACTING YOU CAN FIND QUALITY CHILD ACTORS THESE DAYS YOU DON'T NEED THAT ONE)
Okay. I'm going to calm down, feed the fish, sneeze my brains out, watch DEXTER, and go to sleep. Catch ya on the flip side.
-Steph
ps
Firefox's suggestions for the misspelled word "avantgarde:"
Ermengarde?
advantage?
Hildagarde?
roofgarden?
Lemme tell you about the miracle fish. So all the babies but one got eaten, yeah? To safeguard the sole survivor (accidentally dubbed Pepito -- he's a bad hat), I installed a tank divider. Everyone was fine. Then I come to clean the tank.
I net out little Pepito for fear of throwing him out with the bath water, so to speak, and set him up in the goldfishes' old box. I wash all these marbles that Carolyn gave me to put in the tank. I mix the detoxifiers with the new water and prepare to dump that in. Then I pull the filter off the back of the tank, to dump out its water reservoir and see what kind of junk is built up in there.
Dumped into the sink! And who should I see among the marbles--rapidly sliding towards the drain--but flashes of orange, rice-sized shapes somewhat familiar and altogether shocking. I pull the stopper but I don't think I was fast enough to save one. I quickly net out the guy who's basically standing in the film of water strung between the marbles, and spirit him away to the safe side of the tank.
Stuck to the inside of the filter, not washed out with the water, is another one. I pour him out into the sink (safely plugged, and adequately watered) and net him away to safety. Carefully I refill the filter and dump it out again, and sure enough there's yet another. Another refill and dump, but I didn't see any more.
SO, Pepito is now the proud leader of a gang of four. There's one guy almost as big as he is (not so good nutrition being sucked into the filter, I guess), and the other two are puny and mostly see-through. But now I have ten fish, which is my max for my tank, so now I just have to wait for them to grow up. And that's the story of the miracle fish what got sucked into the filter and lived because of it.
My week so far has literally been work and DEADWOOD. Did I tell you that somebody quit and somebody else is on vacation? That I have five times the hours of the lowest part of the summer? Oh my gosh. It's like I live there. Today's the first day off I've had since....some point last week, I'm sure.
Finished DEADWOOD, so I can go back to DEXTER. Need to snap through season three (like that's going to be a challenge) so I can watch season four in real time.
HEROES needs no commenting on other than that I actually liked Sylar's bit--from now on the "usual" will be overall D-, Sylar bits A+ --even though I knew what was going to happen. But that actually helped because I thought "it would be cool if it were really like this" but I didn't imagine the writers to be that savvy, but they were! So that was a pleasant surprise. To see the twist ahead of time. Yep, this show is bad.
HIMYM was full of fun. Loved Alyson Hannigan's extra role. Lolarious.
Oh, finally caught the DOLLHOUSE premiere, and can I just tell you that that was was this show needed to be all along? What it could have been all along? Startlingly powerful, that episode is. I recommend it even (or especially?!) if you didn't catch season one. Seriously, go to http://www.fox.com/fod/play.php?sh=dollhouse and watch Vows, and if you have any questions afterward, I'm full of answers.
(Megan, I especially recommend this to you, since not only Jamie Bamber but Alexis Denisof guest starred. It was like a BSG/Angel reunion. Now they just need to drop Summer Glau in there and it could be a Firefly one, too.)
The OFFICE made me laugh several times, especially at the end. And Creed. He's so very underused. But if they used him more, would he be overused?
FLASHFORWARD. Or is it two words. This show irritates me. What gets my Irish up the most is how they slop together these highly inconsequential lines of dialogue (and the uninformed deliveries don't help, either) that are presented as compelling and mystery-unraveling scenes when actually they are irrelevant, uninteresting, and uninformative. Who's directing this? It's like these people are having three different conversations exclusively with themselves. In any case, it's not standard writing, maybe not sub par, but not avant-garde, either. It's just grating.
And to top it all off, they tag on something truly shocking at the very end, just in time so as even though you're at the point of "well I ain't wasting my hour on this next week," your mind is suddenly and irrevocably changed and it really has nothing to do with the strength of the show at all. You may like this show just fine, but it really irritates me.
(AND THAT LITTLE GIRL AND HER CHILD ACTING YOU CAN FIND QUALITY CHILD ACTORS THESE DAYS YOU DON'T NEED THAT ONE)
Okay. I'm going to calm down, feed the fish, sneeze my brains out, watch DEXTER, and go to sleep. Catch ya on the flip side.
-Steph
ps
Firefox's suggestions for the misspelled word "avantgarde:"
Ermengarde?
advantage?
Hildagarde?
roofgarden?
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