Punishing ABC…

Since they dumped Day Break, I’ve wondered what I can do to punish them more in the ratings game.  Since they STILL haven’t made good their ‘promise’ (like that word means anything to ABC *pitooie*) to make the rest of the season available via streaming online, I’m doubly irritated.  It’s like reading a novel getting to the really good part, then having your friend toss it in the fire.

So Wednesday will now be ‘Beauty and the Geek‘ night*.

That’ll show them, my valuable veiwing hours going to The CW.  Besides Beauty and the Geek is quality television.  Like a grand mix between The Real World and Deal or No Deal.  And besides it makes fun of both geeks (who really don’t mind being made fun of) and beauties (who really don’t realize they are being made fun of).

Last night was a good second episode of the season, the approach the two types make in the challenges is interesting.  The geeks treat it as a competition, and haven’t fallen into cliques.  The beauts see it all as a popularity contest, and clique-dom rules, but the ones that actually try to succeed in the challenges get off’d by the popular cliquettes.

* At least until LOST gets back on the air, then I’ll come crawling home like the pathetic LOst-geek I AM.  But just to spite LOST, I’ll still record BatG. :p

Okay you want an update… just remember you ASKED for it.

Like I have time for you little blog readers, but whatever. 😉

Okay first week in December I tried to kill myself… well not literally, just figuratively.  Big project at work that must be done by Friday.  No problem, really, just lots of hours actually doing work.  Then in the off time there was Dinner Theater practice, just about every night.  I played mean ol’ Col. Walling (I think…) a roundhead (apparently) constable during the English Civil War that tossed a bunch of worshipers into the brig for having a Christmas service.  Serves them right I say!  Sorry, still trying to get out of character.  Angie had a role as part of the adult chior, and sang a solo in the opening scene, she also worked her bottom off getting the sets painted and working.  The older chilluns were also involved the girls took part in the opening scene and then had featured roles (at least to us parental units) in the ‘Dickensish’ orphanage scene.  The show went off without a hitch Friday night and Saturday night.  Leavning us dead on our feet by Sunday.  ‘Course (say it with me) ‘Dinner theater doesn’t end until after service on Sunday’ meant we fulfilled our duties and then collapsed into little pools of jello mush.  Called in sick on Monday, helped clean up what we’d been ignoring the final three weeks building upto the performance.

Tuesday was better, as was Wednesday, but c’mon no new TV really, and none of you are as absorbed in Day Break (which is excellent, and much better than ‘The Nin3’ idocy) so what am I to talk about?

Yesterday my father popped in for a nice visit, he got to take the kids to the park while Ang and I showered (hadn’t gotten the chance with the last minute cleaning and all, TMI? surry)  then we went to Brenna’s Christmas show at school (only 4th graders allowed, 2nd graders must not be able to sing and play the xylophone that well), then went and had yummy BBQ at Shady Oak.  Dad had a hankering for some good Texas BBQ (because KC BBQ, sorry, just isn’t the same…) and so we got the Trashcan lid (really that is the menu item) loaded with Ribs, Chicken, Brisket and Sausage, and yummy sides.  The youngers still had their chicken-like substance floursed and deep fried, but Lauren and the big peeps devoured a lot of meat, then saved more of the meat for future devourings (D’OH forgot to pack that for my lunch!)
Oh, since this is stream of conciousness reporting, I should probably mention, though I still try to not remember than my oldest turned 12 on Wednesday (12 grandma, not 14.. m’kay?) which means I’m that close (holding thumb and forefinger that mush apart) from having a teenaged daughter.  I’m not quite ready to handle that, and the double whammy next year of that actually occuring, and me advancing in age past double-digits that start with three, really makes for a bummer December next year.  *sigh*

But we must be jolly while there is still time, there will be time for wailing and gnashing of teeth next year.

So, while not exactly 40 days of silence for my sins of not completing NaBloPoMo, I think I’ve done my pennance, so stand by for more content-free (TM Fireant Eric) posting in the days to come.  We’ve got exciting tales of house cleaning, and packing and journeying to the great white northern wilds of suburban St. Louis (Missouri side).  Oh and the monster-in-law (just kidding, I LURVE my mother-in-law, because when she comes I at least have someone fighting on my side… 🙂 ) is dropping in for a few days visits before we drive north to St. Looey.  Course she’ll go to St. Looey first, then fly down to the big D, then fly back to St. Looey so we’ll all be under one roof (or one roof and a hotel) for the larger part of whats left of 2006.

See, that is gripping isn’t it… about as gripping as the last epi of Surivior.  Yul is so not going to win, but he’ll push Ozzie to the top spot, and be happy with his second place dough.

Heroes – Six Months Ago

All was well in Mudville… well that is what it seems like. Six months ago is how far back Hiro warped himself to save Charlie the supersmart waitress of his dreams. Six months ago, Niki was a year sober and happily married, and that pesky Jessica wasn’t around. Six months ago Peter was a new hospice nurse with a nice crime fighting brother that was gonna clean up, even if it meant exposing dear old dad as a mafia supporter. Six months ago, Nathan had a vision of life out from under Lindeman and a wife that walked. Six months ago, Papa Suresh was discovering the people on his list of people with genetic markers for the next stage in evolution. Six months ago, Sylar was just the make of a wristwatch not a dark forboding shadowy personage. Six months ago, Claire made the cheerleading squad and her Dad was looking out for her, while saving Eden from herself. Six months ago, things were better. But things were starting to happen too…

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Futbal

Must post something, so I’ll opine about a good weekend of football.

Turkey Day, watched the ‘Boys romp on Tampa Bay and now all the kids in town are talking like its 1995 all over again.  I moved to the DFW area in 1999, so I missed all that.  Though I lived in Monterey when the Niners won it all in 1994, and in Rhode Island when the Big Tuna coached the Pats in 1996-97 (With Beldsoe and Glenn mind you).  It is kinda cool to feel the vibe in a town with the team doing really well.  Teams that replace Drew Beldsoe with an unknown do fairly well. *snark*

Friday, I taped the UT-A&M game for Matt.  *yawn*  Then waited on pins and needles for the real game to start, and The Mighty Beavers whipped the wimpy ducks in a sodden Reser Field.  Whoop!  So far a pretty good weekend, and I’m really not used to good football weekends.  I grew up a Seattle fan when Jim Zorn was pitching, and enjoyed the San Diego Chargers, and went to school at Oregon State in the late 80s (good for basketball, not so much for football) so I’m aquainted with sadness.

I was actually rooting for the hated Trojans in their tilt against the Irish, mostly because since the Beavs beat the surferdoods, a win by the Trojans enhances their cred come bowl selection time, and also beacause I despise the Irish a bit more than the Trojans.  Boy, the Trojans looked really good in that game, if they go head up on Ohio State, the Buckeyes better buck up.

A good day also on Sunday, for my fantasy team at least.  Going into tonights Seattle-Green Bay matchup I’m up 82 points on my competition.  If that holds (he has a Seattle receiver and the Seattle D, I think I’m safe) then I think I’ll lock up a playoff berth for my fantasy league.  (hear that Tony!  Whoot!)

Danny has gotten bit by the football bug, and has been tossing around a little toy football, or a larger stuffed version.  We played a bit of catch outside yesterday, while the weather was nice, and before we turned the house around… or actually all the furniture inside the house.  Time to deck the halls.  GO SEAHAWKS

Heroes – the catchup post

See.. this is why I didn’t signup to be a full time recapper.  I suck at it…

Two weeks behind, but to put it succiently, the question is: Did we save the right Cheerleader?

Two really good episodes, that I could opine on for a good while, and it boils down to that.  We’ll find out next week what happened to birthday Hiro, and if DL can dodge bullets. Sylar is in HRG-Dad custody, Eve has the power of suggestion (wink at Mohinder), Mohinder finds a dream-whisperer, and Claire survives homecoming.  Firestarter Ted and Matt and the FBI were absent this week, but will raise their ugly heads next I’m sure.  Isaac is back on the juice, thanks to HRG-Dad’s paranoia.  Isaac’s paintings foretold everything that happened last night, its just that Peter, beside sucking everyone else’s powers in, is a really bad arranger.  Nathan is a jerk, hope his wife dumps him.  Ando really likes his coffee, so long as they keep the sugar coming.

Day Break – The show that isn’t lost, just repeating…

I know I’m a day late, and behind a recap of Heroes, but I need to make a short comment on Day Break or as Matt calls it ‘Groundhog Day with Guns’.

First off the producers include a dramatic Dodgers 9th inning comeback every recurring day, so, like, I’m IN!  Then Adam Baldwin (Jayne! Shiny!) is in a major role.  Then good detective show where the audience is almost as confused as the hero, and slowly the audience will put things together a bit quicker than the guy stuck in the repeating day, and be all like, “Dude, don’t forget to save the gal from the bus!” and he’ll be like “oh yeah, my bad.”

So I’m hooked, Wednesday night will be saved, and if I ever give up the ghost on Jericho I’ll be able to watch Day Break and get in a good fix of television drama.  Not many spoilers in this post, if you missed it and want me to recapper it, comment and I’ll put it on my list. 😀

Survivor – Two fer

Wow, good episode, mostly because Aitu completely rocks in the challenges, the retribution factor runs high in that tribe, and their focused attention to the tasks that challenge them just brings it.  The frat-boy, sorority-girl tribe of Raro just can’t keep up.  Jonathan, bless his heart, understands how desperate the situation is, and it absolutely right, the tribe needs to grow up.

Nate who was a confident prick last episode is sobbing now, as he realizes his situation.  The injection of the genie bottle at the immunity challenge really messed up everyone’s game.  Aitu who was in the  position of win or die would have been decimated had they lost.  I wonder if the producers had two bottles on the contingency that Aitu lost, or if Aitu really would have had to vote off two people.

The ashen faces of Raro were priceless as Parvarti read off the note inside the bottle, you’ve voted off one person, now you’ll vote off another.  The Cracker alliance stayed solid and the once over-confident Raro is clearly split.  There is a multi-ethnic four person alliance in Aitu, and a 4-1 alliance in Raro.  If they merge, and given Jeff’s statement at TC, perhaps doubtful, Aitu could pick up Nate and Raro could be picked off one by one.  Regardless, I think Yul and Ozzie have the best position at the moment, their performance in the challenges reminds me of Tom and Ian back in Pulau.

My, my, my how the proud have fallen… Raro falls from an 8-4 majority after Candace’s mutiny to a thin 5-4 spread, with at least two people ripe for the picking (Jonathan wouldn’t want to coddle the school kids he’s now attached to, and Nate has to feel close to betrayed after last night’s two-fer.  Wonder if they’ll let Aitu pick one more off, then offer another chance at a mutiny, and see who comes over then.  That would be interesting.  I give up on predicting, because this season clearly anything goes (that said, merge next week, you heard it here first… :D).

Man of Faith…

Locke

“You’re not going crazy, Jack. Crazy people don’t think they’re getting crazy. They think they’re getting saner.”

You are John Locke. You are skilled, intelligent, fearless, secretive, and most likey totally insane. You manipulate those around you to get what you think the island wants. Sure, you’ll find Walt’s dog for him and kill a wild boar or two, but what you’re after are some real answers. You’ve looked into the eye of that island. And what you saw was beautiful. Just let us know what it is sometime, alright?

Your polar opposite is: Walt. You are similar to: Sawyer and Jack.

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