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Thursday, August 30, 2007
Friday, August 24, 2007
Lost Without Lost
It's almost September. Time for the new TV season.
Except Season 4 of Lost doesn't debut until February.
THHHHPPPPT.
(Well, at least "Heroes" will fill the gap).
While I'm on the topic of TV, here's my "Must See TV" list:
Lost - Crack TV at its finest.
Heroes - Fun. Period.
The Closer - The single best ensemble on TV where the characters are NOT on an island. No other show so deftly balances humor and drama like this one.
The First 48 - Wanna see how REAL homicide detectives work? Engrossing.
Best Week Ever - Swiftly exposing just how silly and stupid the entertainment industry is. Hysterical stuff.
Except Season 4 of Lost doesn't debut until February.
THHHHPPPPT.
(Well, at least "Heroes" will fill the gap).
While I'm on the topic of TV, here's my "Must See TV" list:
Lost - Crack TV at its finest.
Heroes - Fun. Period.
The Closer - The single best ensemble on TV where the characters are NOT on an island. No other show so deftly balances humor and drama like this one.
The First 48 - Wanna see how REAL homicide detectives work? Engrossing.
Best Week Ever - Swiftly exposing just how silly and stupid the entertainment industry is. Hysterical stuff.
Buh-Bye, Jen. Like, Whatever.
So, Big Brother 8 bid a less-than-fond adieu to this season's resident crackpot, Jen.
She brought an unparalled level of egotism to the house. Clothes labelled with every variation of "Jen" - "Jensa Member", "Jenius", "Jenocide". Crying real tears over her picture on the houseguest wall. Alienating all the other houseguests right off-the-bat by talking about nothing but herself.
Narcissus, we found you a girlfriend.
She tried to come off as not caring about whatever happened. Yet she struck me as one of those people whose so insecure and full of anger that the only way they know how to deal with it is to swallow the anger and brush it off with a forced smile and lots of "whatever". The underlying cauldron of anger finally leaked out when Dick (who was merciless to Jen the entire show) started blowing smoke in her face. The expression of rage, hate, pain, and anger was scary.
She made me fear for the boyfriend that dares break up with her. "Fatal Attraction" anyone?
I half-expect her to hide in the bushes outside the Big Brother house, armed with a rifle, picking off one evicted houseguest after another while Julie Chen cowers behind the couch.
Of course you're thinking Amber would be the one to snap. But Amber doesn't bottle her emotions. She cries when she thinks about her daughter. She cries when someone says something mean. She cries because the katsup is in the fridge. She cries when she thinks about crying. When you're always venting your emotions, you're probably not going to snap.
Instead, you're going to have visions from God that you won't get evicted that week.
Okay. Maybe she has snapped.
She brought an unparalled level of egotism to the house. Clothes labelled with every variation of "Jen" - "Jensa Member", "Jenius", "Jenocide". Crying real tears over her picture on the houseguest wall. Alienating all the other houseguests right off-the-bat by talking about nothing but herself.
Narcissus, we found you a girlfriend.
She tried to come off as not caring about whatever happened. Yet she struck me as one of those people whose so insecure and full of anger that the only way they know how to deal with it is to swallow the anger and brush it off with a forced smile and lots of "whatever". The underlying cauldron of anger finally leaked out when Dick (who was merciless to Jen the entire show) started blowing smoke in her face. The expression of rage, hate, pain, and anger was scary.
She made me fear for the boyfriend that dares break up with her. "Fatal Attraction" anyone?
I half-expect her to hide in the bushes outside the Big Brother house, armed with a rifle, picking off one evicted houseguest after another while Julie Chen cowers behind the couch.
Of course you're thinking Amber would be the one to snap. But Amber doesn't bottle her emotions. She cries when she thinks about her daughter. She cries when someone says something mean. She cries because the katsup is in the fridge. She cries when she thinks about crying. When you're always venting your emotions, you're probably not going to snap.
Instead, you're going to have visions from God that you won't get evicted that week.
Okay. Maybe she has snapped.
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
Big Brother 8 Quickie - Third Grade Primer Version:
See Dick Get Nominated.
See Dick Piss Everyone In The House Off To Save His Daughter.
See Dick Win Power Of Veto.
See Dick Save Danielle.
See Dustin Get Nominated.
See Dustin Get Evicted.
Poor Dustin.
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha.
See Dick Get Nominated.
See Dick Piss Everyone In The House Off To Save His Daughter.
See Dick Win Power Of Veto.
See Dick Save Danielle.
See Dustin Get Nominated.
See Dustin Get Evicted.
Poor Dustin.
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha.
Trash-ality TV
So I'm sitting here surfing the Internet while my brother-in-law watches a TV show called "American Princess". In this reality contest show, several American women compete to become a "British" princess.
In the wide realm of reality shows, this one's not too bad. To win, the women need to display grace and manners -- things befitting a princess. The women seem pretty normal, not your typical reality/contest loonies.
But it got me thinking about other reality shows. The ones that celebrate the worst in people in the name of ratings. The ones where the uglier the personality, the better TV it "apparently" makes.
Repellant shows like "My Sweet 16", which focuses on America's secret plan to create an army of Paris Hiltons - shallow, whiny, greedy, with no chance of adding anything of value to society.
Shows like "Bridezilla". Watch "Bridezilla". Understand why 1 out of every 2 married couples gets divorced.
Shows like "Flavor of Love" and "Rock of Love" that show even hookers and trailer trash deserve a chance at love and fame.
Why not do something radical? Why not take all these spoiled brats, hookers, trash, and brides of Frankenstein and put them in a reality competition where they have to earn a college degree or help the unfortunate here in America or overseas. The one who starts to think of someone other than herself wins.
And if that doesn't work, we could always do "Survivor Middle Of Nowhere", where they're all abandoned on an island. For. the. rest. of. their. lives.
In the wide realm of reality shows, this one's not too bad. To win, the women need to display grace and manners -- things befitting a princess. The women seem pretty normal, not your typical reality/contest loonies.
But it got me thinking about other reality shows. The ones that celebrate the worst in people in the name of ratings. The ones where the uglier the personality, the better TV it "apparently" makes.
Repellant shows like "My Sweet 16", which focuses on America's secret plan to create an army of Paris Hiltons - shallow, whiny, greedy, with no chance of adding anything of value to society.
Shows like "Bridezilla". Watch "Bridezilla". Understand why 1 out of every 2 married couples gets divorced.
Shows like "Flavor of Love" and "Rock of Love" that show even hookers and trailer trash deserve a chance at love and fame.
Why not do something radical? Why not take all these spoiled brats, hookers, trash, and brides of Frankenstein and put them in a reality competition where they have to earn a college degree or help the unfortunate here in America or overseas. The one who starts to think of someone other than herself wins.
And if that doesn't work, we could always do "Survivor Middle Of Nowhere", where they're all abandoned on an island. For. the. rest. of. their. lives.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Hurricanes
First, the good news: Sounds like the hurricane moving towards the Big Island is quickly running out of steam and will most likely grace the southern edge of the island. So, while Kona may get some extra rain and some flooding, that's a lot less damage than what a Category 4 Hurricane could wreak.
Now, the bad news: The hurricane's name is.... ready?... FLOSSIE.
Hurricane Flossie.
That just doesn't sound right. Like naming a hurricane Bozo or Mookie. All fine names, indeed, but not for hurricanes. Hurricanes are powerful, destructive blasts of weather. They should have mean, destructive names. Hurricane Bin Laden. Hurricane Muthaf***ah. Hurricane Kissyoassgoodbye. Hurricane Bush. Got the idea?
I Googled "Flossie" and found this:
Flossie and The Singing Sisters.
Does Flossie look like somebody who could take lives and destroy towns? She looks like a nice, friendly, probably very talented singer.
Naming a hurricane Flossie makes you think that, instead of wanting to destroy your home and everything you've worked for, this hurricane wants to come over, chat, have some tea and those little cucumber sandwiches and maybe sing some gospels with you. So misleading.
Now, the bad news: The hurricane's name is.... ready?... FLOSSIE.
Hurricane Flossie.
That just doesn't sound right. Like naming a hurricane Bozo or Mookie. All fine names, indeed, but not for hurricanes. Hurricanes are powerful, destructive blasts of weather. They should have mean, destructive names. Hurricane Bin Laden. Hurricane Muthaf***ah. Hurricane Kissyoassgoodbye. Hurricane Bush. Got the idea?
I Googled "Flossie" and found this:
Flossie and The Singing Sisters.
Does Flossie look like somebody who could take lives and destroy towns? She looks like a nice, friendly, probably very talented singer.
Naming a hurricane Flossie makes you think that, instead of wanting to destroy your home and everything you've worked for, this hurricane wants to come over, chat, have some tea and those little cucumber sandwiches and maybe sing some gospels with you. So misleading.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Who's Cookin'?
Me, that's who.
I have been taking care of cooking dinner for the past few weeks and I'm having a blast. You would think, after a busy day at work, coming home and cooking would be a tiresome torture, but it's not. I look forward to choosing a recipe, going to the store to get the fixins, then coming home and attempting to make magic.
Plus, I find it very relaxing.
Mind you, I'm still new at it. I can't improvise like the best cooks can ("Hmmm... a little more oregano.", "This is missing kidney beans"). I have to follow the recipe to the letter. But, so far, everyone has enjoyed the results. Most of the recipes are along the lines of "cut everything up, put in a pot, heat", but even that can get botched if you're not careful.
Are there any dishes I'm particularly proud of? Yep. I am very proud of two dishes that required a little bit more work, but came out great:
Tomato Bisque (goes great with grilled cheese "dippers")
and
Pork Guisantes (A Filipino pork n' peas dish. Veeeeery tasty)
I have been taking care of cooking dinner for the past few weeks and I'm having a blast. You would think, after a busy day at work, coming home and cooking would be a tiresome torture, but it's not. I look forward to choosing a recipe, going to the store to get the fixins, then coming home and attempting to make magic.
Plus, I find it very relaxing.
Mind you, I'm still new at it. I can't improvise like the best cooks can ("Hmmm... a little more oregano.", "This is missing kidney beans"). I have to follow the recipe to the letter. But, so far, everyone has enjoyed the results. Most of the recipes are along the lines of "cut everything up, put in a pot, heat", but even that can get botched if you're not careful.
Are there any dishes I'm particularly proud of? Yep. I am very proud of two dishes that required a little bit more work, but came out great:
Tomato Bisque (goes great with grilled cheese "dippers")
and
Pork Guisantes (A Filipino pork n' peas dish. Veeeeery tasty)
Friday, August 10, 2007
The Others May Be Bad, But They Can Act
I was perusing some of my old blog posts and I came across one from last year. I had posted it during the time Emmy nomination predictions were heating up and I mentioned that Michael Emerson (Ben Linus, or Henry Gale, or Benry -- you decide) from Lost deserved a nod for Best Supporting Actor in a Drama Series.
He didn't get one.
Last year, that is.
This year he did. Yay! Ironically he's up against Terry O'Quinn, whose character, Locke, is being set up as Ben's arch enemy. Hopefully, Michael Emerson won't shoot Terry in real life and leave him to die in a ditch of past Emmy nominees...
He didn't get one.
Last year, that is.
This year he did. Yay! Ironically he's up against Terry O'Quinn, whose character, Locke, is being set up as Ben's arch enemy. Hopefully, Michael Emerson won't shoot Terry in real life and leave him to die in a ditch of past Emmy nominees...
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