Tag Archives: tv

Crank yankers mostly sucks. (one good skit, four lame ones.) I hope that lame show gets replaced by something worthy of the timeslot.

I’m impressed at how funny south park was tonight, though.

please don’t worry about nt7… Yesterday morning the probability that it would collide with the Earth was one in 60,000. But by the end of the day, when a new set of observations had come in, the odds against a collision had risen to one in 75,000.

in happier news… the Fortean Times website is back online.. ahh… how I’ve missed it.

Truth is stranger than fiction, because fiction has to make sense. Janet Reno was in town this last weekend… I forgot to mention it earlier. She is indeed sort of squatchy, according to reliable witnesses.

I think I’ve figured out what I’ll do with Dan on my next visit… 1000 blank white cards. Some highlights of other folk’s cards…(warning, some adult content, possibly not safe for work). I’m rather partial to “Win a dream date with Chewbacca” +526, and the food chain. (I didn’t know Blue whales ate cats!) The Boston set and Seattle set are both nice. Hummingbird thinks you are delicious. +5

Thirty Minutes With A Surly Harrison Ford – a funny glimpse into “roundtable” movie press junkets. Although, to be fair, you can’t fault Harrison Ford for an industry-wide publicity machine that favors fluffy sound bites over anything of substance, supplying ill-prepared reporters who ask dumb questions with steady jobs.

I saw something this morning while tooling around on the HZ… a dumpster diver. A possibly homeless guy going from trash bin to trash bin, collecting, stomping flat, and storing recyclable cans in 40 gallon trash bags. He had one that was already full, and a second that he was in the process of loading up. I wonder how much he gets per bag? When I was a Middle-school kid, living in Hypoluxo, I’d go collecting cans and load up about a bag or two over the course of a few hours… I seem to recall I got about $20 for three hour’s work, and that was back in the early 80s. Strange flashback… I remember my broomstick with a nail in it, and crushing the cans to small discs so that more would fit. The smell of that last dreg of beer coming out from under your shoe smelling so foul. As a kid, I thought it was urine, because of the color and reek. That Christmas, I get a Battlestar Galactica jacket… pictures of silver cylons on it, with the big double diamond base star on the back. I thought I looked so cool.

Singing kitty flash thing. Cute and vaguely disturbing.

Ponch and Jon are chasing two guys that have a pickup truck mounted laser. Jon is on horseback, and Ponch is dressed as a cowboy, and has George “goober” Lindsey in the passenger seat.

It’s not a dream, it’s on TNT.

Roman holiday (RO-muhn HOL-i-day) noun

An entertainment event where pleasure is derived from watching gore and barbarism.

[From the gladiatorial contests held in ancient Rome.]

ugh… 100,000 for a chair?

You may think that only a true nerd would be interested in purchasing Captain Kirk’s Chair, but you would be wrong. Only a true nerd would be interested in purchasing Captain Pike’s Chair.

Dang… I wonder how much one of those wacky honey-dripper earplugs or annoying “Spock looks into the BSOD” viewers would go for.

in other news.. a year ago I had a nightmare, heard from robin tunkel (who never wrote back again), Paul was supposed to quit, but didn’t, and a piccie of Newt.

Also, that day, my sweetie had the chipotle fer lunch.

5 venoms I got myself a treat today from Kmart… Five Deadly Venoms, one of the few that I saw in the theatre when I was living in Richmond.

A kung fu DVD (for $3!!) I love the Kmart discount bin… I’m going to treat myself to maybe a dozen more of these. I’d have bought this one for $20.

the DVD is *nothing* special, techwise… a direct video (fair quality) to DVD copy, but for three bucks, you can’t go wrong. but back when I was 8 years old, this theater would have kung-fu Saturdays that I would go to with my brother, father, and Bill Brunot, a good friend of the family. (I think that’s where my tradition of sneaking food into the theatre started too… PB&J, with a thermos of kool-aid, Dad and Bill snuck beer in.) There’d be a double shot of chop-socky… and then we’d all go goof off at Bill’s house, usually playing ping pong or bumper pool. Back in the day… good times. I miss them a lot sometimes. Nostalgia is like that.

I saw Flying guillotine there, too, but I budgeted tightly, and honestly didn’t have $3 extra to pick it up. (I prefer to do dealings in cash.) There were like 10 copies, so I think I’m safe. Next weekend, I’ll grab a nice pile of them. heck, I think there were only 7 or so different ones. there. one of each will do fine for about $20. 🙂

I love having a dvd player in my laptop! watch bad movies, chat, and program in VB all at the same time!

*does the twist*

Now, I’m watching an infomercial about ‘super blue stuff‘ pain reliever… and it is extolling Emu oil.

Isn’t an Emu a large flightless bird?

Just Chicken Fat?

Or is there some other sort of Emu? It strikes me as weird rubbing squeezed ostrich on some sore muscles.

I wonder if this works or is quackery, like so many other weird pseudo-aids on the market.

just got home.

Going to hit the sack in about 30 min…

I feel like I have too many irons in the fire… stories to write, programs to produce, a Halloween costume to create, skills in assorted areas to polish.

I’ve got mixed feelings, good, that I’m able to produce… but bad that there are only so many hours in the day to create and learn. I suppose that it’s just a matter of prioritizing, and letting things go where they will.

I found out that Karen and Carmen are now so far on the outs, cohabitation is no longer a valid option. 🙁 that’s too bad, because they’re both very nice people. Well, I can only hope that they manage to find more comfortable living arrangements soon.

The cold seems to be abating, anyway. While I was out sick, Ex-bosses son’s wife turned in her resignation, after telling everyone at the company that the ex-boss would be returning in 2 weeks to take over the workplace again. if that happens, the company will fold as a result of the mass exodus of programmer-folk. Nobody is willing to go back to his regime again, after discovering what working for a real corp is like. As a daughter company to Ramada, we’ve been losing money via bad times for travelling. If we got rid of Ex-boss’s son, that’d free up six large figures for the company to use…. he’s the general manager there now, and all he’s generally managing to do is hide in his office behind locked doors, surfing the web for a 5 or less hour day. He recently pointed fingers at me for surfing and working, which was an attempt to remove blame from himself. Now, I’ve got tracking software installed, monitoring everyone’s “surfitude” I’m poisoning the well a little, only surfing LJ or non-cool sites via Mr laptop. (The reason this post is friend’s only… I know Terri reads my journal without a membership via my homepage.)

I’ve since been assured by the powers above that Wally won’t be returning, and Ramada has stated that Wally’s not only not returning, but there’s a restraining order keeping him from the premises. I will withhold taking that as gospel, but give a good 90-95% chance that Wally won’t be returning.

Enough gabbing about work.

Saw the ‘first contact’ episode of enterprise last night (the only episode I’ve seen, save for the pilot.) It wasn’t bad, but there wasn’t too much to it. guy goes over, touches alien, comes back and finds out he’s preggers, then the crew seeks the aliens back out. That’s really about it. I give it a 5 of 10. blah. Nothing counting for it, but not against it, either. I imagine if the next ep I see is the same, I’ll watch it if I see it, but won’t actively seek it out. (sort of as it stands now.)

I really don’t watch much tube, unless my sweetie is around. Current fun is MAD TV, an episode of COPS, adult swim on the cartoon network, or some discovery channel. I’ll tune in for a meal maybe, but I really don’t have anything that I *must see* to the exclusion of something else.

smallville? Mutant X? nah. maybe in reruns A pity they sacked the lone gunmen.

Ah well. going to lay down and read some Dhalgren for a bit before drifting off. say, when did amazon start putting sample pages in the entries? neat! anyhow, I got the book about a year ago, and pulled it out of a book box after my shelves entry. Looks good! *picks up newtie, and heads for bed*

nigh night.

werewolf! – (via carmello)

Within each of us, ofttimes, there dwells a mighty and raging fury.
Pilot episode, The Incredible Hulk

Throughout history, we have been plagued with tales of mad animal-men, wild lycanthropes that tear through the night eating human flesh, violating women and animals, and infecting humanity itself.

Why is that? Instinct? It’s one of the story types that is everywhere you look, regardless of culture.

It just occurred to me, reflecting on my aggressively protective nature of those I love.

Speaking of werewolves –

aaaah! – purging the song…don’t mind me

spidey!

Spider-Man, Spider-Man
has gigantic sebaceous glands
Chicken neck, big bug-eyes
Chirps just like a cricket’s thighs
Look out! Here comes the Spider-Man

Smokes a bong? Chocolate mud.
Doesn’t talk like Elmer Fudd
Does he live, in a shed?
Wears a hat on his head
Watch out! Here comes the Spider-Man!

He gets chilled in the light,
deseeding a lime
streaking at night
naked and brown

Spider-Man, Singing glam,
Emails folks lots of spam
Width and length, two by four
His Aunt May gives him chores

Filling his pitcher of Tang-up
Wherever there’s a gang-up
You’ll find the Spider-man!

real song – http://pocketmedia.ign.com/media/previews/image/spiderman/spiderman.mp3

I just finished watching the pilot for enterprise, the latest star trek television franchise.

overall opinion – not bad, better characters than voyager, some of the same writing flaws.

as always, I have a “3 strikes, you’re out” rule. if the show doesn’t grab me by the third show, forget about it. if two out of three are crap, and one is good, the same. (that’s why I stopped watching next gen, until someone told me the show was getting better 2nd season. I thought the first season of next gen was kakadoodie, as was 70% of the voyager episodes I’ve seen. (I’ve seen maybe ten episodes total, 6 of which were just because they were on at a friends house.) I really liked next gen, later on in the series, the original series, and ds9.

potential spoilers follow

Can you know the mighty ocean? Can you lasso a star from the sky? Can you say to a rainbow ‘Hey, stop being a rainbow for a second’? No! such is Mango!

Can you catch a falling star without burning your hand? Can you put the sky in your mouth? Can you say to an earthquake…’Hey hold still for a Second’? No! Such is Mango!

Can you take the blue from the sky? Can you put the wind in your pocket? Can you catch a rainbow? No! Such is Mango!

Mango is like a drug. You must have more and more and more of the Mango until there is no Mango left. Not even for Mango!

robotech theme page


Perceptive. Butterfly. I’d like the vulgar, in
emotional one closer to reason and her heart
and vivid imagery. Oh, nap time. That’s currently
in the stupid, Scotto, rainbows and desire: both;
spikes and trees hiding spring loaded scything blades;
force, some wild rabbits that children to be
have to some dirt makeup and is a walk
up at home, and made of discord.

This is Scotto, signing off… g’nite!

I'm feeling better.

Feeling better… took some comfort in giving Newtie some loving, and am now officially lightened up. it only took about 2 hours for the feeling to wash totally over me, peak, and now, begin to abate. I’m looking forward to spending some time with my brother later this week, and maybe we can spend some good quality gabbing together.

I’m looking forward to watching COPS tonight with my sweetie.

Minty