Let's see: I have clean laundry and a shitload of work to do this week.
I hate the Red Sox, the Patriots, and the Bruins.
I watched a bunch of TV: Ugly Betty is still awesome, Grey's Anatomy didn't suck and neither did Private Practice but neither lit my heart on fire and the world needs more Bailey (and PP would be a better show if it were all Cooper and New!Bailey). Pushing Daisies was awesome but 11 days ago I abruptly became tired of Ned and Chuck; I'm now watching solely for Olive and Emerson, which isn't a good sign after only five episodes. Apparently, whimsy is like mayonnaise - tasty as a garnish but too sickeningly rich to make an entire meal. I've also now watched all of Moonlight and Sophia Myles is very... well, she glows in that moist English Rose fashion. The vampire guy is fine but the plots make Bionic Woman look complex. Heroes continues to be plain boring this season. Please kill, in order of magnitude of "annoying the shit out of me", Lucky Charms Waitress, the Goo Twins, Takeo Kensei and whatsherface, Bad Influence Boy, and Mohinder, Matt and Molly since neither Mohinder nor Matt apparently has a functioning brain cell between them and the rugrat gives me hyperglycemia. Keep Elle, because I love Kristen Bell, and Bob, because this show is way light on bad guys and heroes need villains, and copycat girl because I like her 'tude. Please stop sucking and have something actually happen in the next episode. Also - there are other cities in the US (not to mention the rest of the fucking world) consider having something go wrong in one of them. New York has enough problems and besides, Spider-man has that beat covered. Get your own schtick. On the other hand, Friday Night Lights gets a shout-out for fixing 60 per cent of the suckitude of its sophomore season by reuniting Coach and Mrs. Coach. The "I know who you killed last summer" storyline still bites but Landry and Tyra act the hell out of it, so I'm prepared to let that slide.
Finally, Skiffy wants me to wait another six months for new BSG and then knows how long for the second half of the final season - and they wonder why the ratings go down after each hiatus. Welcome to the real, asshats - when you make an audience that expects a four month hiatus between TV seasons to wait over a year, they find other things to do. For the record, however, I mind waiting less than being jerked around by network execs.
I hate the Red Sox, the Patriots, and the Bruins.
I watched a bunch of TV: Ugly Betty is still awesome, Grey's Anatomy didn't suck and neither did Private Practice but neither lit my heart on fire and the world needs more Bailey (and PP would be a better show if it were all Cooper and New!Bailey). Pushing Daisies was awesome but 11 days ago I abruptly became tired of Ned and Chuck; I'm now watching solely for Olive and Emerson, which isn't a good sign after only five episodes. Apparently, whimsy is like mayonnaise - tasty as a garnish but too sickeningly rich to make an entire meal. I've also now watched all of Moonlight and Sophia Myles is very... well, she glows in that moist English Rose fashion. The vampire guy is fine but the plots make Bionic Woman look complex. Heroes continues to be plain boring this season. Please kill, in order of magnitude of "annoying the shit out of me", Lucky Charms Waitress, the Goo Twins, Takeo Kensei and whatsherface, Bad Influence Boy, and Mohinder, Matt and Molly since neither Mohinder nor Matt apparently has a functioning brain cell between them and the rugrat gives me hyperglycemia. Keep Elle, because I love Kristen Bell, and Bob, because this show is way light on bad guys and heroes need villains, and copycat girl because I like her 'tude. Please stop sucking and have something actually happen in the next episode. Also - there are other cities in the US (not to mention the rest of the fucking world) consider having something go wrong in one of them. New York has enough problems and besides, Spider-man has that beat covered. Get your own schtick. On the other hand, Friday Night Lights gets a shout-out for fixing 60 per cent of the suckitude of its sophomore season by reuniting Coach and Mrs. Coach. The "I know who you killed last summer" storyline still bites but Landry and Tyra act the hell out of it, so I'm prepared to let that slide.
Finally, Skiffy wants me to wait another six months for new BSG and then knows how long for the second half of the final season - and they wonder why the ratings go down after each hiatus. Welcome to the real, asshats - when you make an audience that expects a four month hiatus between TV seasons to wait over a year, they find other things to do. For the record, however, I mind waiting less than being jerked around by network execs.
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