Saturday, September 29, 2007

Get'cha Head in the Capades

In a few hours, I'm seeing High School Musical: The Ice Tour at Madison Square Garden.

If you think I'm crazy... well, I can't argue with that, but consider the response of Faustus when I asked him if he wanted to be my date for this cultural milestone:
"OH MY GOD YES! I guess this means I have to Netflix the movie now. I still haven't seen it."

At least I knew what I was getting myself into. Mostly I'm dying to see how they pull off the basketball number. Though the email I got yesterday from the Garden that suggested I might also enjoy The Wiggles Live! Race to the Rainbow concerns me a little bit.

This may be the gayest thing either of us has ever done. And Faustus has done, well, a lot.

I'll report back if we survive the arena full of screaming children.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

[Insert post title here...]

So... This past Monday was - drumroll, please - National Punctuation Day! How did you celebrate? (Did you even know it existed?) I'm sorry I failed to point out this momentous occasion on the day. I meant to, but things got busy at work. I wish I could think of a way to work square brackets into this post; Any ideas?

Monday, September 24, 2007

Stay tuned for scenes from the next 90210

As much as I love TV, I tend to view it as a largely disposable medium. Or rather, a disposable delivery method. This is true of movies I watch at home too. There are very few shows to which I give my undivided attention. When I'm home, I'm just easily distracted - by my laptop, by Boy, by the cat, by folding laundry, whatever. Same thing if I'm watching on my iPod - I'm on the subway or at the gym, generally. And so I miss things, and when shows are complicated (which I like, don't get me wrong) I might forget things, especially in the months between seasons. Maybe it's just that I'm getting older; even with shows for which I do drop everything (yeah Battlestar!) my mind is somewhat sieve-like.

All I'm saying is, would it have killed Heroes to do a "Previously on..." and help me out a little??

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Aren't you a little fat for a stormtrooper?

When did George Lucas get a sense of humor? Sure, there have been countless Star Wars parodies, but tonight's freakin' sweet Family Guy used the real score and sound effects, and even some clips from the movie. And, yknow, it was on network TV and not on YouTube, so they pretty much had to have permission. And there's a similar episode of Robot Chicken coming up later in the season.

I'm not complaining or anything. If there's anything ripe for loving parody it's Star Wars, it's just weird coming from the man who made The Phantom Menace is all I'm saying.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

First TV Thoughts of the Season

I do so love this time of year. The smell of dying leaves, and the dying souls of exploited children.

Some early, while-its-still-airing thoughts on Kid Nation....

This is the BEST SHOW EVER.

Re: sleeping on crappy mattresses in dusty wooden cabins - have none of these children been to camp before? And if not, what made them (or their parents) think it was a good idea for them to go on this show?

I'm of the belief that kids today are over-diagnosed and over-medicated (you might say that every 11-year-old has ADHD), but some of these guys seem to have genuine anxiety problems. Did their parents just want them out of the house for a while?

The kids I'd most want to smack in real life are the ones I most enjoy watching. The fast-talker, Boston accent girl, and the little "I have a dream" (of pancakes) boy. I look forward to watching them fall apart and fight over the conch.

It's tough to buy into the whole "no adults" thing when there are clearly crew-people everywhere, and producers pulling the kids aside for one-on-one interviews all the time. It would be much more convincing if they'd set it up Big Brother style.

The town council takes orders from a ghost in a book!

Also, Back To You is pretty terrible.

Edited to add: They're doing a Survivor-style challenge to ESTABLISH A CLASS SYSTEM. BEST SHOW EVER!!

Because I wasn't spending enough time in front of the computer

I'll admit to being nervous when Bravo (owned, of course, by NBC, which is owned by Universal, which is owned by GE, which is probably owned by malevolent aliens) bought Television Without Pity, but proof of the good that smart, snarky people can do with a corporate budget (and corporate servers) arrived today.

TV Big Shot is like Fantasy Football for TV nerds. I say that having never fully understood what Fantasy Football is, but I think I'm right... You're given a bunch of fake money, with which you buy real TV shows for your fake network. You win points based on the real-life ratings for your shows, and at the end someone wins real money.

I don't think I'll do very well (I've already blown half my money by buying two shows I don't think will last but that I expect will have very good premieres this week, before learning that when you add a show you don't get points for it until the following week... if I have one complaint it's that some of the rules are hard to find, often hidden in blog post comments) and I may lose interest, but right now I'm a little obsessed.

If you start playing let me know so I can add your network to my "Spy List." Mine, of course, is Radish One.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Pish Posh

I haven't watched BBC America in a while, since Coupling ended and What Not To Wear and Changing Rooms got old. I've been spending time there again lately, thanks to new (belated) Doctor Who and Torchwood addictions, and the now have these bumpers before every show advising viewers to turn on their closed captioning because of the "funny" British accents.

Does anyone else find this insulting to all involved? I certainly find it condescending. Sure, I'll be the first in line to call Americans stupid, but I'd like to think that most of us can still recognize English. Especially those of us watching BBC America. I mean, if you've tuned in to Graham Norton you can handle a lot more than a dropped H. And what must the narrator (who sounds like Eric Idle, but I don't think if it is) have thought when given this copy to read? He should really be saying, "You lot have buggered up our language so much that you can't even understand us anymore, you stupid gits."

I'm really not the sort of (American) dork who generally slips words like "git" and "buggered" into my speech. But if it proves to BBC America that I don't need any sodding subtitles, then so be it.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

No, Nature didn't kill me. Neither did Theater.

I'd planned, as I always do, to write more from "theater camp." There was certainly plenty to blog about. I even took some photos with the specific goal of posting them. They're still in my phone. The problem isn't so much that I'm busy when I'm up there (though I am), it's that my whole routine is different. I barely watch TV, barely read, barely listen to podcasts (the latter two by virtue of not having any commute or gym time to speak of). When I come home it takes me weeks to catch up on TV, reading, podcasts and the gym, plus digging out my normal life and quality time with Boy and Kitten. So I lose momentum and it's hard to get it back.

But I'm here! And it was a pretty great summer, especially after my professional pitfalls last spring.

I'm working an office job right now which gives me occasional staring-at-the-screen downtime but rarely enough to formulate a substantial post. Plus, I'm working for friends who actually read this blog, so how would that look? As I often do when I start thinking about the blog again but can't quite muster up anything to say, I've been mucking around with my template. I added fancy widgets to the sidebar that tell you what I've shared on Google Reader, rented from Netflix, or purchased from iTunes, and I did a long-overdue update of the links. Does anyone still read this thing? Meh, when was that ever the point?

More to come soon. I just wanted to say hi and welcome myself back.