I'll admit that I watched the first episode of Killer Women and let it go. That first ep was interesting, but not so interesting that I wanted to watch more right then. The most compelling relationship in that episode was the brother/sister relationship of Molly and Billy (Helfer and Trucco), and that includes the affair between Molly and Dan (Marc Blucas).
Figured since I was at it, and writing isn't happening, I'd go ahead and finish Killer Women. Luckily, HuluPlus is having a free trial week, so I could watch the ones that aren't on the ABC site any more.
Seeing all the episodes in a row (warning - episodes six and seven are reversed on Hulu - Demons should come before Daughter of the Alamo) makes the show much more compelling. Trucco and Helfer resonated exceptionally well as brother and sister, and the people cast to play his wife and children seemed authentically Latina/Tejana.
The Parker family roots go deep into Texas history, and into local Indian history (note: they used the term Indian in the show, not Native American), and Molly in particular was driven by her history. I loved Marc Blucas in Buffy, though I didn't love Riley's relationship with Buffy, and I'm always happy to see him in something else. Here, he was rugged and believable as a love interest (despite the semi lack of chemistry with Helfer), and he was growing on me as DEA Agent Dan.
There were little things being woven in that could have reverberated through the rest of the season had the show not been cancelled. Perhaps most interesting was the myriad of ways they found for women to be the perpetrators of the crimes. I didn't get the second meaning of the show's title until three episodes in.
Lots of little things left open to interpretation, but since the first season was so short, the show also gets to go out on a high note - going out while it was getting better, not after it had jumped the shark.
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Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Sooo, Die Hard...
I saw it twice on Saturday, once the first show of the day and once late in the evening. Two different theaters/locations, two different friends, two different experiences.
I liked it, but didn't love it. I did absolutely love the interactions between John and Jack. It was all quintessential McClane snark going both ways and it was funny as hell. It will not surpass One and Four as a favorite, but it edges out Three, despite Sam L Jackson, barely. MEW has gained or lost some weight. It made me completely unsure it was actually her until I saw her name in the credits. She doesn't look bad, just different.
Jai Courtney did a great job as Jack McClane. He's gone on record as saying that when casting was going on, the implications were that when Bruce was tired of making the movies, he would be ready to pass it on to whoever got cast as his son. I think Jai's a good choice, physically and in his mannerisms. He's also on record as saying that despite knowing that the possibility of taking over the franchise exists, he definitely wants at least one more with Bruce, and would prefer more, as many as Bruce is willing to make.
Much as I hate to, I noticed that Bruce is showing his age. That most assuredly will not stop me loving the Die Hard franchise as a whole, and as long as he wants to keep making DH movies, I'll want to keep seeing them.
There's a lot of the movie in Russian, with subtitles, so be prepared for that. Listening to so much of it renewed my fickle interest in learning the language. I'll never have occasion to use it, so I have no idea why I'd want to learn it, but I have for years now. There were about half a dozen moments that I noticed held some parallel to the first movie.
First show was in a TINY theater, and it was pretty packed. That was unexpected for 10:25 in the morning, and we had trouble finding seats. I saw it with my friend B, and we laughed like schoolgirls throughout. Of course, we both adore DH & BW, so it was fun for both of us. Interestingly, that audience was almost entirely made up of (I don't even want to say this because it just isn't true, dammit!) middle-aged women, including me (the youngest at 48), B, her older sister, and their mother. lol
She shared with me that her girlfriend had asked her to marry her, and instead of a ring, she'd gotten a ring on a charm bracelet. Much more in keeping with B's work, since she'd be unable to wear a diamond ring a lot of the time. I snarked, correctly, that since she was wearing said charm bracelet complete with engagement ring charm, that she must've said yes.
Second viewing was less fun, since my companion to that one didn't seem to be enjoying it as much. I made sure he liked the other DH movies before I asked him to go with me, but I'm not entirely certain he liked this one. AMC apparently has something called ETX, which is their version of IMAX, and the only difference I was able to ascertain is that it costs three dollars more, and we both got DH t-shirts. Video, sound, theater set-up, everything seemed the same. It was very loud, though. I could have done with the sound turned down about 20%.
So, while I liked it, and it's a good enough addition to the franchise, I probably won't buy it on DVD unless there are compelling extras. That said, I have the 1-3 trilogy pack, and rarely, if ever, watch Three unless I do a marathon of all of them, but I did buy it, nonetheless.
Trailers:
Bates Motel on A&E looks like it might be interesting. I only ever saw Freddie Highmore in August Rush, and he has grown up! He's much taller, and not 11 any more. lol Vera Farmiga is the lead. I've not seen everything she's made, but I loved her in Roar, and try to keep up with her at least in movies. Yes, I will go see Fast & Furious. I don't even care how bad it is, because it'll be so damn much fun! Olympus Has Fallen - it looked intriguing, and I do like Gerard Butler, but then I saw Morgan Freeman. I'll see anything that man makes. Anything. A Sandra Bullock film that looks truly horrible - Fed/cop thing with Melissa (?) McCarthy (The Heat). Some Vince Vaughn/Owen Wilson thing that might be funny but will not be getting my dollars at the box office to find out. Also, AfterEarth - Will and Jada make some really frakking pretty kids. Jaden looks more like Will every day, but with softer, less coarse facial features. As for the movie, interesting concept. I'll probably wait for the dollar movie to see it, though. Now that I know that the first show of the day is only $6, I'll probably try to see Olympus at the regular theater - it's so much more comfortable than my LaZBoy - though getting out of 'bed' that early on a Saturday is hellish.
I liked it, but didn't love it. I did absolutely love the interactions between John and Jack. It was all quintessential McClane snark going both ways and it was funny as hell. It will not surpass One and Four as a favorite, but it edges out Three, despite Sam L Jackson, barely. MEW has gained or lost some weight. It made me completely unsure it was actually her until I saw her name in the credits. She doesn't look bad, just different.
Jai Courtney did a great job as Jack McClane. He's gone on record as saying that when casting was going on, the implications were that when Bruce was tired of making the movies, he would be ready to pass it on to whoever got cast as his son. I think Jai's a good choice, physically and in his mannerisms. He's also on record as saying that despite knowing that the possibility of taking over the franchise exists, he definitely wants at least one more with Bruce, and would prefer more, as many as Bruce is willing to make.
Much as I hate to, I noticed that Bruce is showing his age. That most assuredly will not stop me loving the Die Hard franchise as a whole, and as long as he wants to keep making DH movies, I'll want to keep seeing them.
There's a lot of the movie in Russian, with subtitles, so be prepared for that. Listening to so much of it renewed my fickle interest in learning the language. I'll never have occasion to use it, so I have no idea why I'd want to learn it, but I have for years now. There were about half a dozen moments that I noticed held some parallel to the first movie.
First show was in a TINY theater, and it was pretty packed. That was unexpected for 10:25 in the morning, and we had trouble finding seats. I saw it with my friend B, and we laughed like schoolgirls throughout. Of course, we both adore DH & BW, so it was fun for both of us. Interestingly, that audience was almost entirely made up of (I don't even want to say this because it just isn't true, dammit!) middle-aged women, including me (the youngest at 48), B, her older sister, and their mother. lol
She shared with me that her girlfriend had asked her to marry her, and instead of a ring, she'd gotten a ring on a charm bracelet. Much more in keeping with B's work, since she'd be unable to wear a diamond ring a lot of the time. I snarked, correctly, that since she was wearing said charm bracelet complete with engagement ring charm, that she must've said yes.
Second viewing was less fun, since my companion to that one didn't seem to be enjoying it as much. I made sure he liked the other DH movies before I asked him to go with me, but I'm not entirely certain he liked this one. AMC apparently has something called ETX, which is their version of IMAX, and the only difference I was able to ascertain is that it costs three dollars more, and we both got DH t-shirts. Video, sound, theater set-up, everything seemed the same. It was very loud, though. I could have done with the sound turned down about 20%.
So, while I liked it, and it's a good enough addition to the franchise, I probably won't buy it on DVD unless there are compelling extras. That said, I have the 1-3 trilogy pack, and rarely, if ever, watch Three unless I do a marathon of all of them, but I did buy it, nonetheless.
Trailers:
Bates Motel on A&E looks like it might be interesting. I only ever saw Freddie Highmore in August Rush, and he has grown up! He's much taller, and not 11 any more. lol Vera Farmiga is the lead. I've not seen everything she's made, but I loved her in Roar, and try to keep up with her at least in movies. Yes, I will go see Fast & Furious. I don't even care how bad it is, because it'll be so damn much fun! Olympus Has Fallen - it looked intriguing, and I do like Gerard Butler, but then I saw Morgan Freeman. I'll see anything that man makes. Anything. A Sandra Bullock film that looks truly horrible - Fed/cop thing with Melissa (?) McCarthy (The Heat). Some Vince Vaughn/Owen Wilson thing that might be funny but will not be getting my dollars at the box office to find out. Also, AfterEarth - Will and Jada make some really frakking pretty kids. Jaden looks more like Will every day, but with softer, less coarse facial features. As for the movie, interesting concept. I'll probably wait for the dollar movie to see it, though. Now that I know that the first show of the day is only $6, I'll probably try to see Olympus at the regular theater - it's so much more comfortable than my LaZBoy - though getting out of 'bed' that early on a Saturday is hellish.
TV Catch-up
In which I say irreverent and raunchy things, and make snarky remarks that won't make any sense to you at all. :D
Revenge - all the little complicated pieces are conspiring against each other and getting in Emily/Amanda's way (Maybe I should call her Amily). Also, I don't trust Aiden for some reason. He's a hottie, but he rings that little warning bell in my head. Amily's going to regret that for some reason. I'm still holding out hope that Amily and Jack will end up together. I mean, how could Sammy the dog be wrong? lol And, boy, do I hope this means that Ashley is gone. Her character has always struck me as sleazy, and the little six-year flashback into how she met Amily doesn't make me like her any better. Nolan, Nolan, Nolan. Will you never learn not to trust a good-looking guy? Seriously, dude, your romantic choices in men are always out to get you.
Once Upon a Time - Alpha!Charming Acting Sheriff is so much more intriguing than lovelorn milquetoast David. Mulan is still boring, and she and Princess Aurora always look like they're about to kiss each other. Methinks Prince Phillip will have some competition on his hands, unless all three of them settle down in a menage and live happily ever after. :) Queen Regina has the most fabulously awesome clothes, not that Storybrook Regina dresses like a slouch. Barbara Hershey has ill-fitting dentures. And Hook. He's got an angle, just can't figure out what it is. Whatever it is, he still looks good in those leather pants.
NCIS - Something I really enjoy about Tony's relationship with Ziva as opposed to the relationship he had with Kate: he actually likes her. Yeah, he liked Kate and flirted with her, but it's not the same. And yes, there's that constant undercurrent of something else in his relationship with Ziva, has been from Day One. Bottom line, though? He genuinely likes her, wants her friendship, and is willing to offer his real friendship in return. He just wasn't that guy with Kate, wasn't mature enough or hadn't lived through enough heartbreak or something, I don't know. Whatever the reason, I like what NCIS has done with their friendship.
NCIS: LA - I'm sorry. Are we supposed to just not notice that that Marine is missing the stripe down his leg? FAIL, costume guys, FAIL. Hanna looks good in that uniform. Yes, yes he does. Hetty pretending to be the grieving widow was priceless. "Felix here is almost like a second child to me." :pets the dead fox: What a hoot!
Arrow - Best Dad line in a TV show in a long time: "Merry Christmas, sir. How are you?"
"Proficient with firearms."
For all out cheesy intimidation, I still prefer the Bad Boys scene with Martin and Will, but this guy had just one line, and made it work. lol
L&O: SVU - Man, lotta heavy hitters in the 02/06 episode, Monster's Legacy.
I like that they just let Amaro blatantly express his appreciation for how good Olivia looked when she approached the original crime scene. Much more realistic than just one cop ignoring another cop who usually doesn't wear dresses, and does usually somewhat downplay her femininity at work. Are they intentionally being vague about who "he" is? We saw a hand in the episode where she was on a plane heading for vacation, then just the reference to "he" in this episode.
I adore Andre Braugher whenever he guests on SVU, and this was no exception. I think there might've been enough to the stories to warrant a second hour, what with the way the case kept spreading out in different directions, but L&O generally avoids two-parters, near as I can remember. It does tend to make some big, meaty cases seem too easily resolved, in my opinion. In this case, the wrap-up was a bit of a disappointment, because there are going to be waves of repercussions, no doubt about it. But I guess that's not really what SVU is about.
I see some of young Olivia in Rollins - the inability to quite control the expressions on her face when she's confronted with information and stories that arouse her disgust and anger on behalf of victims, the perseverance to keep making and tracking down connections. That character's not always used to her full potential, but they did a decent job of it in this episode.
Revenge - all the little complicated pieces are conspiring against each other and getting in Emily/Amanda's way (Maybe I should call her Amily). Also, I don't trust Aiden for some reason. He's a hottie, but he rings that little warning bell in my head. Amily's going to regret that for some reason. I'm still holding out hope that Amily and Jack will end up together. I mean, how could Sammy the dog be wrong? lol And, boy, do I hope this means that Ashley is gone. Her character has always struck me as sleazy, and the little six-year flashback into how she met Amily doesn't make me like her any better. Nolan, Nolan, Nolan. Will you never learn not to trust a good-looking guy? Seriously, dude, your romantic choices in men are always out to get you.
Once Upon a Time - Alpha!Charming Acting Sheriff is so much more intriguing than lovelorn milquetoast David. Mulan is still boring, and she and Princess Aurora always look like they're about to kiss each other. Methinks Prince Phillip will have some competition on his hands, unless all three of them settle down in a menage and live happily ever after. :) Queen Regina has the most fabulously awesome clothes, not that Storybrook Regina dresses like a slouch. Barbara Hershey has ill-fitting dentures. And Hook. He's got an angle, just can't figure out what it is. Whatever it is, he still looks good in those leather pants.
NCIS - Something I really enjoy about Tony's relationship with Ziva as opposed to the relationship he had with Kate: he actually likes her. Yeah, he liked Kate and flirted with her, but it's not the same. And yes, there's that constant undercurrent of something else in his relationship with Ziva, has been from Day One. Bottom line, though? He genuinely likes her, wants her friendship, and is willing to offer his real friendship in return. He just wasn't that guy with Kate, wasn't mature enough or hadn't lived through enough heartbreak or something, I don't know. Whatever the reason, I like what NCIS has done with their friendship.
NCIS: LA - I'm sorry. Are we supposed to just not notice that that Marine is missing the stripe down his leg? FAIL, costume guys, FAIL. Hanna looks good in that uniform. Yes, yes he does. Hetty pretending to be the grieving widow was priceless. "Felix here is almost like a second child to me." :pets the dead fox: What a hoot!
Arrow - Best Dad line in a TV show in a long time: "Merry Christmas, sir. How are you?"
"Proficient with firearms."
For all out cheesy intimidation, I still prefer the Bad Boys scene with Martin and Will, but this guy had just one line, and made it work. lol
L&O: SVU - Man, lotta heavy hitters in the 02/06 episode, Monster's Legacy.
I like that they just let Amaro blatantly express his appreciation for how good Olivia looked when she approached the original crime scene. Much more realistic than just one cop ignoring another cop who usually doesn't wear dresses, and does usually somewhat downplay her femininity at work. Are they intentionally being vague about who "he" is? We saw a hand in the episode where she was on a plane heading for vacation, then just the reference to "he" in this episode.
I adore Andre Braugher whenever he guests on SVU, and this was no exception. I think there might've been enough to the stories to warrant a second hour, what with the way the case kept spreading out in different directions, but L&O generally avoids two-parters, near as I can remember. It does tend to make some big, meaty cases seem too easily resolved, in my opinion. In this case, the wrap-up was a bit of a disappointment, because there are going to be waves of repercussions, no doubt about it. But I guess that's not really what SVU is about.
I see some of young Olivia in Rollins - the inability to quite control the expressions on her face when she's confronted with information and stories that arouse her disgust and anger on behalf of victims, the perseverance to keep making and tracking down connections. That character's not always used to her full potential, but they did a decent job of it in this episode.
Hawaii 5-0 - Alex is getting the tiniest little bald spot starting on his crown. lol Danny is really kind of a jackass sometimes. He was more antagonistic than usual in the 02/04 episode, but not uncharacteristically so. That little moment at the end with Steve and the three guys? If taken at face value, and assuming the belief in something inexplicable, would seem to imply that Ookala did not survive surgery. Love William Sadler as McGarrett the elder, and the little handshake between them was very touching.
NCIS - I love an Abby-heavy episode, but this one (01/29) didn't quite do it for me, though the actress did a marvelous job of playing young Abby. I just think the end was too easy. Gibbs saves the Abby day again, and it was too pat. I think it might've been more Abby to have tried to reconnect with Ricki Evans and to find out what kind of difference her small act of kindness made to a young girl who'd lost her mother and her grandpa in one fell swoop. It was a good episode, just off somehow, not true to Abby Sciutto or something. The music in the scene where young Abby talks to Ricki's grandpa brought back fond memories of high school days. lol
02/05 - McAbby - lol The team had entirely too much fun with the hacker guy, who had seriously the whitest teeth. the acting NCIS director is wishy-washy aka a weenie. He's got potential, though.
NCIS - I love an Abby-heavy episode, but this one (01/29) didn't quite do it for me, though the actress did a marvelous job of playing young Abby. I just think the end was too easy. Gibbs saves the Abby day again, and it was too pat. I think it might've been more Abby to have tried to reconnect with Ricki Evans and to find out what kind of difference her small act of kindness made to a young girl who'd lost her mother and her grandpa in one fell swoop. It was a good episode, just off somehow, not true to Abby Sciutto or something. The music in the scene where young Abby talks to Ricki's grandpa brought back fond memories of high school days. lol
02/05 - McAbby - lol The team had entirely too much fun with the hacker guy, who had seriously the whitest teeth. the acting NCIS director is wishy-washy aka a weenie. He's got potential, though.
Watching NCIS: LA (01/30) and the terrorist in the headgear looks familiar, and then when she starts talking, she sounds familiar, so I go to trusty old IMDB, and her name really rings a bell. Since I'm on my Kindle, I don't have all the information, but suddenly my mind makes the connection - it's Kat! Hah! I'd not seen her in anything since I finished watching BSG last fall. It is extremely amusing to see wild-haired Kat all covered up from head to wrists to ankles. :) The fish thing was cute, too.
(02/04) Nell pronounced Joint Special Operations Command. They all know what it is. She's NCIS, she would have said JSOC. Everyone else did. Oh, but let's just assume everyone who watches this show on a regular basis needs it dumbed down for them, eh? Sheesh. And now.....they're functioning as a team. Sweet work. "She's got the Gorgon stare." OMG too funny! Go, Nell!
"Wouldn't three courses make it a triangle meal?" "Waitress?" lmao
Criminal Minds 02/06 - Ooh, one of my favorite character actors, Keith S. I've loved him since Equalizer. Which leads me to Edward Woodward, which leads me to a remake? With Denzel Washington as Robert McCall? :grumbles: I guess I'll just wait and see. Now, back to CM. lol Well, that's a twist - and right in time. I was just thinking it was way too easy to settle on the dad as the bad guy. Aaand an even bigger twist. Nice work, CM. I did not see that coming.
(02/04) Nell pronounced Joint Special Operations Command. They all know what it is. She's NCIS, she would have said JSOC. Everyone else did. Oh, but let's just assume everyone who watches this show on a regular basis needs it dumbed down for them, eh? Sheesh. And now.....they're functioning as a team. Sweet work. "She's got the Gorgon stare." OMG too funny! Go, Nell!
"Wouldn't three courses make it a triangle meal?" "Waitress?" lmao
Criminal Minds 02/06 - Ooh, one of my favorite character actors, Keith S. I've loved him since Equalizer. Which leads me to Edward Woodward, which leads me to a remake? With Denzel Washington as Robert McCall? :grumbles: I guess I'll just wait and see. Now, back to CM. lol Well, that's a twist - and right in time. I was just thinking it was way too easy to settle on the dad as the bad guy. Aaand an even bigger twist. Nice work, CM. I did not see that coming.
CSI - 02/06 - Opens with Greg and Sarah, easily my two favorite characters. No poker face today, for either of them. BTW, I hate the predictable thing they're doing with Sarah and Grissom. There are ways to keep Grissom alive in Sarah's life without Peterson being on the show, but instead they're going with outta sight, Sarah's unhappy. Ugh. As for the mystery - much as I want Mac to be happy, and much as I liked Megan Dodds' characters in Ever After and MI-5, I think the character of Christine on CSI:NY is boring. Mac doesn't need boring.
CSI:NY - 02/01 - They telegraphed the thing with Lovato and Flack from the very beginning, which is unfortunate. We'll see if they manage to maintain interest in the pairing, and how long they wait to let them sleep together. I like Lovato a lot, though. She's fiesty and smart. I really liked the background music in the scenes where they're working the cars. Nice emotional ending, uncle remembering his nephew and laughing. That sort of memory is hard after a death - difficult, but makes the grief process easier in the long run, remembering happy things about the deceased.
02/08 - Conclusion to the 02/06 CSI ep. So far, much as I hate to say it, I'm just not particularly impressed.
CSI:NY - 02/01 - They telegraphed the thing with Lovato and Flack from the very beginning, which is unfortunate. We'll see if they manage to maintain interest in the pairing, and how long they wait to let them sleep together. I like Lovato a lot, though. She's fiesty and smart. I really liked the background music in the scenes where they're working the cars. Nice emotional ending, uncle remembering his nephew and laughing. That sort of memory is hard after a death - difficult, but makes the grief process easier in the long run, remembering happy things about the deceased.
02/08 - Conclusion to the 02/06 CSI ep. So far, much as I hate to say it, I'm just not particularly impressed.
Elementary - two of the last three episodes, Watson was wearing the same brown/black leather skirt. Weird. I do like the way Sherlock and Joan seem to be getting closer - learning things about each other, and becoming more friend-like, though I'm not sure I'd go so far as to call them friends yet.
Blue Bloods - the end of Inside Jobs was Too.Much.Fun! Very creative way to fill out the letter of the contract. Nice guest spot by Mastrantonio. And I really like the new brunette partner, Mac. Men In Black - I'm always fascinated by shows/movies/portrayals of religions other than my own, and particularly by those that are more hmmm....exclusive? The Hasidic community is always interesting. I had the killer pegged pretty early, and the overall reason, but not the underlying one. Tom Selleck can still bring the woobie-face. Dude.
Oh, and on Arrow? Whoever is in charge of buying Diggle's black suit pants should be given an award. :ahem:
Blue Bloods - the end of Inside Jobs was Too.Much.Fun! Very creative way to fill out the letter of the contract. Nice guest spot by Mastrantonio. And I really like the new brunette partner, Mac. Men In Black - I'm always fascinated by shows/movies/portrayals of religions other than my own, and particularly by those that are more hmmm....exclusive? The Hasidic community is always interesting. I had the killer pegged pretty early, and the overall reason, but not the underlying one. Tom Selleck can still bring the woobie-face. Dude.
Oh, and on Arrow? Whoever is in charge of buying Diggle's black suit pants should be given an award. :ahem:
Huzzah!
(original post on livejournal 01/02/2013)
Or something. lol
Got a wild hair last night and decided to hook up the landlord's A/V setup in the living room. He'd been making noises about paying someone to come in and do it, because it was pretty complicated, and I just figured that I've hooked up some fairly complicated setups working for a previous employer, so I might as well see if I could do this one. Turned out it wasn't so complicated. I mean, everything was labelled and it was just a matter of connecting wires to the right IN or OUT from the right OUT or IN. Besides, he only has a receiver, a combo DVD/VHS unit and a laserdisc player. Two things to connect to a receiver then connect that to the TV. Easy. Speakers were already done, so Ta Da! He still wants to get the whole thing connected to a computer, but he's lacking some pieces for that, so it's not on me that it's not done. Having this all connected does give me the option of watching more things on a TV screen that's bigger than my laptop screen, and in surround sound. Could make rewatching BSG better. Or not. When I watch on my laptop, I wear headphones, so I don't really miss any dialogue. I might miss dialogue if I watch without my headphones.
Wrote some more stuff. Posted it over at lucywritesfic.
I'm not making resolutions; I never do. However, I do have mental sticky notes to myself all over the place, and one is to keep exploring this writing thing. My pieces so far are short, mostly smut, and I'm unreliably stricken by the muse. But it kinda feels good to finish something and be satisfied with it, even if no one ever reads it. Not that I don't grin when I notice something has gotten hits over at AO3. Heehee.
The person I've been bouncing stories off of has been in the midst of a brand-new love affair and her happiness over that has pretty much taken over her life. I'm thrilled for her, and I'm also waiting for some of the shine to wear off so that there's room in her life for other things again. Friendship can be so complicated. :sigh:
Another mental sticky note is to write in my blog more often. I use to have so many things to say and wanted to share them. Maybe it's just December that sucked the energy out of everything fun. For me, anyway.
Last year, in January, I won a Kindle Fire. It took me a day or two to fall completely in love with the thing. I never imagined I would find digital words as compelling as actual books in my hands, but truth is, in my efforts to downsize my possessions as much as possible, ebooks fit my new lifestyle so much better. I still have thousands of print books, and I'm still reluctant to give up my old favorites, or the ones I haven't read yet. No idea how long it would take me to get through my TBR pile. There are dozens of books there. Anyway, in the process of learning to love ebooks, I made much use of the local libraries' catalogs of works, and found a few that I could not access on my Kindle. So I bought a Nook I found at a fantastic price. It's the first-generation Nook with WiFi and 3G internet. It does some things that my Kindle doesn't do, and BN lets people lend books to each other, which is pretty dang nifty. Still, I don't love it like I love my Kindle. Maybe I never will, but I wonder if some of it is that I just don't know all the things my Nook can do. Does anyone have a Nook that they adore? Can you teach me to love my Nook better?
Another of the weird things that happened in 2012 (how strange to type that instead of 'this year') was people finding my reviews on Amazon and emailing me asking me to review their stuff. I thought I would love it. I love reading more than almost anything. Maybe not more than my grandson. I also love sharing what I think about a book, or at least writing it on my blog where someone might or might not someday read it (lol). When I first started getting these requests, I was really flattered and tried superhard to turn the review around within a week, and I did pretty well with that for a while. I realized, though, that the request obligated me to read the book, even if it sucked, and I'm not really comfortable telling an author directly, "I can't finish reading your book and then reviewing it because it's just not readable." Whether it's grammar or plot or characterization or spelling or whatever else, I don't mind detailing what I didn't enjoy about a book, and also sharing what I did enjoy, if anything, but I don't like telling the creator directly that I can't even finish it. No matter what reason I give, the subtext for them is that the book sucks, in my opinion, particularly if I can't even finish reading it. I also got bogged down because I read four or five books in a row that were just short of awful, but since I had committed myself, I had to slog through. Avoiding going back to a terrible story made me read less, making it take much longer to finish each one. The last review I did, a week or so ago, is from a request I got in October. That's just too frakking long. And I look at my list (yes, I had to make a list) and see three dozen books on there, and just don't even want to read anything on there, even though some of it's got to be good.
I made myself go to a Meetup last Friday. I joined a social Meetup a couple of months ago, just ladies looking to make new friends. I need to socialize more, keep myself from isolating so much. I didn't know what to expect from a group of strange women, but I had a lot of fun. Their Bunco rules are different from the rules by which my church ladies play, but not so different that I couldn't adapt fairly quickly. Several of them were just as irreverent and raunchy-humored as I am, and I doubt a single one is under 40. The only negative about it is that this group of ladies always plays in a back room at the local La Madeleine. I may be the only person in the State of Texas who does not adore La Madeleine, but I just don't like the food. On the way home, though, I decided that from now on, I can eat before I go and just get iced tea there. That way, I don't have to eat something I don't enjoy, and LM still gets their toll for me passing through the doors. On another note, their pumpkin pie was good. They had a flaky yet moist crust that I've never experienced before. Even my mother never made a crust like that! The pie crust tasted good, not floury, and I need to know how they did it.
Enough rambling.
Or something. lol
Got a wild hair last night and decided to hook up the landlord's A/V setup in the living room. He'd been making noises about paying someone to come in and do it, because it was pretty complicated, and I just figured that I've hooked up some fairly complicated setups working for a previous employer, so I might as well see if I could do this one. Turned out it wasn't so complicated. I mean, everything was labelled and it was just a matter of connecting wires to the right IN or OUT from the right OUT or IN. Besides, he only has a receiver, a combo DVD/VHS unit and a laserdisc player. Two things to connect to a receiver then connect that to the TV. Easy. Speakers were already done, so Ta Da! He still wants to get the whole thing connected to a computer, but he's lacking some pieces for that, so it's not on me that it's not done. Having this all connected does give me the option of watching more things on a TV screen that's bigger than my laptop screen, and in surround sound. Could make rewatching BSG better. Or not. When I watch on my laptop, I wear headphones, so I don't really miss any dialogue. I might miss dialogue if I watch without my headphones.
Wrote some more stuff. Posted it over at lucywritesfic.
I'm not making resolutions; I never do. However, I do have mental sticky notes to myself all over the place, and one is to keep exploring this writing thing. My pieces so far are short, mostly smut, and I'm unreliably stricken by the muse. But it kinda feels good to finish something and be satisfied with it, even if no one ever reads it. Not that I don't grin when I notice something has gotten hits over at AO3. Heehee.
The person I've been bouncing stories off of has been in the midst of a brand-new love affair and her happiness over that has pretty much taken over her life. I'm thrilled for her, and I'm also waiting for some of the shine to wear off so that there's room in her life for other things again. Friendship can be so complicated. :sigh:
Another mental sticky note is to write in my blog more often. I use to have so many things to say and wanted to share them. Maybe it's just December that sucked the energy out of everything fun. For me, anyway.
Last year, in January, I won a Kindle Fire. It took me a day or two to fall completely in love with the thing. I never imagined I would find digital words as compelling as actual books in my hands, but truth is, in my efforts to downsize my possessions as much as possible, ebooks fit my new lifestyle so much better. I still have thousands of print books, and I'm still reluctant to give up my old favorites, or the ones I haven't read yet. No idea how long it would take me to get through my TBR pile. There are dozens of books there. Anyway, in the process of learning to love ebooks, I made much use of the local libraries' catalogs of works, and found a few that I could not access on my Kindle. So I bought a Nook I found at a fantastic price. It's the first-generation Nook with WiFi and 3G internet. It does some things that my Kindle doesn't do, and BN lets people lend books to each other, which is pretty dang nifty. Still, I don't love it like I love my Kindle. Maybe I never will, but I wonder if some of it is that I just don't know all the things my Nook can do. Does anyone have a Nook that they adore? Can you teach me to love my Nook better?
Another of the weird things that happened in 2012 (how strange to type that instead of 'this year') was people finding my reviews on Amazon and emailing me asking me to review their stuff. I thought I would love it. I love reading more than almost anything. Maybe not more than my grandson. I also love sharing what I think about a book, or at least writing it on my blog where someone might or might not someday read it (lol). When I first started getting these requests, I was really flattered and tried superhard to turn the review around within a week, and I did pretty well with that for a while. I realized, though, that the request obligated me to read the book, even if it sucked, and I'm not really comfortable telling an author directly, "I can't finish reading your book and then reviewing it because it's just not readable." Whether it's grammar or plot or characterization or spelling or whatever else, I don't mind detailing what I didn't enjoy about a book, and also sharing what I did enjoy, if anything, but I don't like telling the creator directly that I can't even finish it. No matter what reason I give, the subtext for them is that the book sucks, in my opinion, particularly if I can't even finish reading it. I also got bogged down because I read four or five books in a row that were just short of awful, but since I had committed myself, I had to slog through. Avoiding going back to a terrible story made me read less, making it take much longer to finish each one. The last review I did, a week or so ago, is from a request I got in October. That's just too frakking long. And I look at my list (yes, I had to make a list) and see three dozen books on there, and just don't even want to read anything on there, even though some of it's got to be good.
I made myself go to a Meetup last Friday. I joined a social Meetup a couple of months ago, just ladies looking to make new friends. I need to socialize more, keep myself from isolating so much. I didn't know what to expect from a group of strange women, but I had a lot of fun. Their Bunco rules are different from the rules by which my church ladies play, but not so different that I couldn't adapt fairly quickly. Several of them were just as irreverent and raunchy-humored as I am, and I doubt a single one is under 40. The only negative about it is that this group of ladies always plays in a back room at the local La Madeleine. I may be the only person in the State of Texas who does not adore La Madeleine, but I just don't like the food. On the way home, though, I decided that from now on, I can eat before I go and just get iced tea there. That way, I don't have to eat something I don't enjoy, and LM still gets their toll for me passing through the doors. On another note, their pumpkin pie was good. They had a flaky yet moist crust that I've never experienced before. Even my mother never made a crust like that! The pie crust tasted good, not floury, and I need to know how they did it.
Enough rambling.
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Ramblings and stuff
Since the death last month of one of my daughter's classmates, and his memorial service, I've been in a heightened (deepened?) state of nostalgic melancholy. I saw the classmate she'd been closest to at her freshman year, and that was almost as hard as being at Trey's memorial service, in some strange way. G was a wonderful boy and he loved my daughter practically from the moment they met. They became dance partners and oh, my kid was happy when she was dancing!
Then we moved, had to, leaving all her friends, including G, behind, and she really disliked me for a while. I didn't have the money to drive back to C-Town very often, even if it was only twenty minutes away. What? I was unemployed. I managed to keep the stupid cell phones turned on most of the time, and we had a place to live, so I kinda figured we were ahead of the game. Driving back and forth so she could see her friends in person didn't seem like a necessity.
Anyway, I guess seeing G and remembering that one happy year of high school settled in and made some part of me wish that she could have stayed as happy as she was her freshman year, and that we could have continued to function as well together as we always had (with a few exceptions - no parent/child relationship is without tension).
Maybe it mixed in with some belated empty-nest syndrome. It's been a little over a year since she moved out completely, and all but stopped talking to me for a while. Those first couple of months, while I was still packing and moving, weren't too bad, but I missed my grandson and talking to my girl every day something awful. Then I couch-surfed for a few months, and being on my best behavior sort of meant not moping around about my kid or my dysfunctional family.
November was harder, because I was unable to make my annual trip to San Antonio to see my friend from high school and do Thanksgiving with her and host our Airmen and just in general be "home" with antiquing and breakfast tacos and Sonic drinks every day and all the Mexican food I could manage to eat. I look forward to that recharge all year long, and though I understand her situation, I selfishly hated that it got in the way of my needs and wants. I did my damnedest to sleep through Thanksgiving, since I had nowhere to go.
Having nowhere else to go was stupid, considering that my parents live half an hour away. Last January, after my stepmother bought me a car (one cannot really effectively job search or work without a car in DFW), she came out and said that she wanted me out of her life and except for sending her birthday cards I've completely respected that. Last Thanksgiving, it wasn't a big deal, because of my annual trip to SA. But I was not invited to their house at Christmas, not even for dinner. Unfortunately, her need to see me gone means that I don't see or speak to my dad, either, and it hurts that he's made no effort to contact me. This year was the first time in my entire life that I didn't get even an email or text message from my dad on my birthday. I cried about that, you can believe it. Yes, I'm 47, but I don't think a girl ever grows out of needing her dad to call her on her birthday.
Anyway, I guess seeing G and remembering that one happy year of high school settled in and made some part of me wish that she could have stayed as happy as she was her freshman year, and that we could have continued to function as well together as we always had (with a few exceptions - no parent/child relationship is without tension).
Maybe it mixed in with some belated empty-nest syndrome. It's been a little over a year since she moved out completely, and all but stopped talking to me for a while. Those first couple of months, while I was still packing and moving, weren't too bad, but I missed my grandson and talking to my girl every day something awful. Then I couch-surfed for a few months, and being on my best behavior sort of meant not moping around about my kid or my dysfunctional family.
November was harder, because I was unable to make my annual trip to San Antonio to see my friend from high school and do Thanksgiving with her and host our Airmen and just in general be "home" with antiquing and breakfast tacos and Sonic drinks every day and all the Mexican food I could manage to eat. I look forward to that recharge all year long, and though I understand her situation, I selfishly hated that it got in the way of my needs and wants. I did my damnedest to sleep through Thanksgiving, since I had nowhere to go.
Having nowhere else to go was stupid, considering that my parents live half an hour away. Last January, after my stepmother bought me a car (one cannot really effectively job search or work without a car in DFW), she came out and said that she wanted me out of her life and except for sending her birthday cards I've completely respected that. Last Thanksgiving, it wasn't a big deal, because of my annual trip to SA. But I was not invited to their house at Christmas, not even for dinner. Unfortunately, her need to see me gone means that I don't see or speak to my dad, either, and it hurts that he's made no effort to contact me. This year was the first time in my entire life that I didn't get even an email or text message from my dad on my birthday. I cried about that, you can believe it. Yes, I'm 47, but I don't think a girl ever grows out of needing her dad to call her on her birthday.
I wished pointlessly that I had my own place, so that I could put a Thanksgiving dinner together and make it an open house or something, so that I could see other people and not be stuck in my own dark and dreary head/heartspace. Don't get me wrong, I am grateful to have a place to live that is not a box under a bridge, but it is just a roof over my head, and though he says I'm welcome to invite people over, I rarely do because this place has never felt like home to me. I also hate the kitchen. I mean, I don't like to cook anyway, but this kitchen in particular is definitely a relic from a bygone era.
I think I had a point to make, but if I did, I don't recall what it was, and I think I've rambled depressingly for quite long enough. Gah!
On a more positive note, I am still madly in love with Battlestar Galactica 2003 and Katee Sackhoff's Starbuck. I managed to get my hands on the first two seasons of DVDs and am really looking forward to seeing all those deleted scenes and other extras. I'm trying to ration myself, though. The distraction's gotta last through Christmas, because I just don't wanna think about another one without my family.
And on another bright note, my grandson, he is adorable!
I think I had a point to make, but if I did, I don't recall what it was, and I think I've rambled depressingly for quite long enough. Gah!
On a more positive note, I am still madly in love with Battlestar Galactica 2003 and Katee Sackhoff's Starbuck. I managed to get my hands on the first two seasons of DVDs and am really looking forward to seeing all those deleted scenes and other extras. I'm trying to ration myself, though. The distraction's gotta last through Christmas, because I just don't wanna think about another one without my family.
And on another bright note, my grandson, he is adorable!
Monday, October 22, 2012
Random stuff about me - possible TMI
This is random stuff about me, but if you don't want to read some personal stuff, just move along. I'm not pulling punches because some stranger from the Ukraine doesn't want to read about *that.*
I am a perv. I can make a verbal sexual innuendo out of just about anything someone says. And even if I don't say it, my mind nearly always goes there. This is why I sometimes giggle to myself out in public.
I have Native American blood, about three generations back. This is really apparent in my father - he's got that black hair that's so dark it almost has blueish highlights - and in my brother - dark skin and black hair. Me, I am about as white-skinned as a person can be. I like to say that I have red-headed skin. Didn't get the red hair, but the pale, pale skin and freckles definitely hit me, and boy, do I have a temper when riled.
The hair on my body is divided into zones. Above the waist (including my arms here) shades from dark brown on my head to light brown, almost dirty blonde on my arms. Below the waist, it's all black. This was very embarrassing in the sixth grade, when all the other girls didn't have to shave because their leg hairs were all light-colored. My leg hairs are seriously black. There's no missing them or ignoring them. lol
I have one of those, what do women call it on a man? A treasure trail? And yes, it's black. Since I am a woman of a certain age, I have been in communal showers in school, and have been camping where the showers were more or less communal, if not co-ed. I've been asked why I don't shave it or bleach it or something. I just don't see the point. If someone gets close enough to me to see it, and he (or she) is squicked out because I have a line of black hair on my belly, then there's something wrong with them, not me.
Despite my struggles with self-esteem, practically my whole life, I'm about the least vain person I've ever known, and I've never thought I was ugly. I've never colored my hair. Never wanted to. I've actually always thought the color of my hair is beautiful. I don't wear makeup. Not only does it make my skin feel very weird, I look ridiculous wearing it, and have been complimented plenty (usually a backhanded compliment) on how I don't need makeup to look good. Unless I'm going to a job interview, I dress for comfort, not for fashion or to impress anyone. I just don't care what the current fad is, and I certainly don't dress according to those what not to wear shows. I am just totally comfortable in my own skin. That doesn't mean that I always like what I see in the mirror, more that I just don't care if someone else doesn't like what *they* see. My one concession to appearances is that I won't leave the house to go somewhere public without a bra. Still, this is more about me than anyone else.
I'm beginning to have liver spots on my hands, and it reminds me of my grandfather, which makes me feel kinda old. But again, to the suggestion that it's time to buy the fade cream, I said, "Frak that!"
Next to my hair, my eyes are my best feature. They're a hazel that ranges from green when I'm in a certain mood (yeah, that one) to yellow when I'm really ill. Otherwise, they change from greenish to brownish to goldish depending on what I'm wearing and what my mood is and what the weather's like. Both my parents eyes are/were hazel. Interestingly, my sister's eyes are blue and my above-referenced little brother's eyes are brown. Go figure.
My love languages are touch and acts of service. I tend to use these on other people more than other people use them on me. It's somewhat difficult to determine someone else's love language in a public transaction or with an acquaintance I don't see often. And it's not like people wear signs. "I like words of affirmation." "Gifts make me feel loved." And whatever the fifth one is. I can't remember.
I fell insanely in love with Battlestar Galactica 2003 when I finally watched it in August and September. So much so, that I'm having trouble keeping up with my current shows, because I just don't want to watch anything that's not BSG.
I like erotica and smut. I still insist on it being well-written, using proper grammar and spelling words correctly. Also, it really needs to be physically possible. If his tongue is in two places at once, I better be reading a scifi story with an alien male in it. Yes, I am a Grammar Nag who is also a Smut Aficionado. I am a woman of contradictions. :D
I'm not quite sane, but I'm high-functioning insane. There are things that if people had experienced them firsthand, they'd probably be having some intensive inpatient therapy. I say welcome to my life.
In my late teens and early twenties, I was um, indiscriminate, to put it delicately. Thanks to guardian angels or something, I never got any communicable diseases, and I've only been pregnant twice. Lost one, had one. Now that I'm older, the pendulum has swung totally the other way. Any sex I get is ALL in my head. I'm totally ready for it to swing back to the middle, preferably in the next year or so. lol
Now, I have to do something from my supposed to list. Methinks it will not be read an assigned book. I have had crap luck with the last two.
I am a perv. I can make a verbal sexual innuendo out of just about anything someone says. And even if I don't say it, my mind nearly always goes there. This is why I sometimes giggle to myself out in public.
I have Native American blood, about three generations back. This is really apparent in my father - he's got that black hair that's so dark it almost has blueish highlights - and in my brother - dark skin and black hair. Me, I am about as white-skinned as a person can be. I like to say that I have red-headed skin. Didn't get the red hair, but the pale, pale skin and freckles definitely hit me, and boy, do I have a temper when riled.
The hair on my body is divided into zones. Above the waist (including my arms here) shades from dark brown on my head to light brown, almost dirty blonde on my arms. Below the waist, it's all black. This was very embarrassing in the sixth grade, when all the other girls didn't have to shave because their leg hairs were all light-colored. My leg hairs are seriously black. There's no missing them or ignoring them. lol
I have one of those, what do women call it on a man? A treasure trail? And yes, it's black. Since I am a woman of a certain age, I have been in communal showers in school, and have been camping where the showers were more or less communal, if not co-ed. I've been asked why I don't shave it or bleach it or something. I just don't see the point. If someone gets close enough to me to see it, and he (or she) is squicked out because I have a line of black hair on my belly, then there's something wrong with them, not me.
Despite my struggles with self-esteem, practically my whole life, I'm about the least vain person I've ever known, and I've never thought I was ugly. I've never colored my hair. Never wanted to. I've actually always thought the color of my hair is beautiful. I don't wear makeup. Not only does it make my skin feel very weird, I look ridiculous wearing it, and have been complimented plenty (usually a backhanded compliment) on how I don't need makeup to look good. Unless I'm going to a job interview, I dress for comfort, not for fashion or to impress anyone. I just don't care what the current fad is, and I certainly don't dress according to those what not to wear shows. I am just totally comfortable in my own skin. That doesn't mean that I always like what I see in the mirror, more that I just don't care if someone else doesn't like what *they* see. My one concession to appearances is that I won't leave the house to go somewhere public without a bra. Still, this is more about me than anyone else.
I'm beginning to have liver spots on my hands, and it reminds me of my grandfather, which makes me feel kinda old. But again, to the suggestion that it's time to buy the fade cream, I said, "Frak that!"
Next to my hair, my eyes are my best feature. They're a hazel that ranges from green when I'm in a certain mood (yeah, that one) to yellow when I'm really ill. Otherwise, they change from greenish to brownish to goldish depending on what I'm wearing and what my mood is and what the weather's like. Both my parents eyes are/were hazel. Interestingly, my sister's eyes are blue and my above-referenced little brother's eyes are brown. Go figure.
My love languages are touch and acts of service. I tend to use these on other people more than other people use them on me. It's somewhat difficult to determine someone else's love language in a public transaction or with an acquaintance I don't see often. And it's not like people wear signs. "I like words of affirmation." "Gifts make me feel loved." And whatever the fifth one is. I can't remember.
I fell insanely in love with Battlestar Galactica 2003 when I finally watched it in August and September. So much so, that I'm having trouble keeping up with my current shows, because I just don't want to watch anything that's not BSG.
I like erotica and smut. I still insist on it being well-written, using proper grammar and spelling words correctly. Also, it really needs to be physically possible. If his tongue is in two places at once, I better be reading a scifi story with an alien male in it. Yes, I am a Grammar Nag who is also a Smut Aficionado. I am a woman of contradictions. :D
I'm not quite sane, but I'm high-functioning insane. There are things that if people had experienced them firsthand, they'd probably be having some intensive inpatient therapy. I say welcome to my life.
In my late teens and early twenties, I was um, indiscriminate, to put it delicately. Thanks to guardian angels or something, I never got any communicable diseases, and I've only been pregnant twice. Lost one, had one. Now that I'm older, the pendulum has swung totally the other way. Any sex I get is ALL in my head. I'm totally ready for it to swing back to the middle, preferably in the next year or so. lol
Now, I have to do something from my supposed to list. Methinks it will not be read an assigned book. I have had crap luck with the last two.
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
TV: Battlestar Galactica (2003)
Back when BSG was on the air, I didn't really get a chance to watch it. It was during one of the times when I didn't have cable, and trying to consistently get a friend to record it for me was just too much trouble. Besides that, I was still pretty into the two Stargates, and wasn't looking for a new fandom.
But a few weeks ago, I was skimming through the Amazon Prime streaming looking for something to watch and decided to see if BSG was on the free list yet. I was thrilled to find out it was, and went on an unintentional binge. I watched the mini-series, Razor and all four seasons. Then the last episode was over and I was in shock.
I've watched a lot of TV. I mean, a LOT of TV. As a kid, I was allowed to watch Sunday nights, you know, Marlon Perkins and Wonderful World of Disney. That was it. Any other TV I got was at other people's houses, and was rare. I've kind of made up for it since then, between a former subscription to Netflix and my current Amazon Prime.
Anyway, Battlestar Galactica ripped out my guts, repeatedly, and put them back in differently. I've never seen another show that so perfectly resonated with me - characterization, visuals, music, plot, relationships (friendships and otherwise - relationships are the main reason I stick with ANY show), premise. Over a week went by and I couldn't even think of watching something else. I hunted down some fanfic to ease the taste of POOF out of my mouth - you'd have to see the very last episode to understand that one - and went on a little reading binge. Then, I started watching it all over again. I'm taking my time this second time around, paying closer attention, noticing different things, and I'm still in love with this show.
Part of me wishes that I'd been able to see it during its heyday, and gotten involved in the fandom. A bigger part of me knows that had I tried to watch this while the Stargates were still occupying my screen time, I wouldn't have connected with this show in quite the same way. I'm sad that it ended after four seasons and there's nothing more except fanfic. That's a little hard to deal with.
Yes, I'm aware I'm talking about a TV show, and yes, I'm aware I'm a little strange. And?
But a few weeks ago, I was skimming through the Amazon Prime streaming looking for something to watch and decided to see if BSG was on the free list yet. I was thrilled to find out it was, and went on an unintentional binge. I watched the mini-series, Razor and all four seasons. Then the last episode was over and I was in shock.
I've watched a lot of TV. I mean, a LOT of TV. As a kid, I was allowed to watch Sunday nights, you know, Marlon Perkins and Wonderful World of Disney. That was it. Any other TV I got was at other people's houses, and was rare. I've kind of made up for it since then, between a former subscription to Netflix and my current Amazon Prime.
Anyway, Battlestar Galactica ripped out my guts, repeatedly, and put them back in differently. I've never seen another show that so perfectly resonated with me - characterization, visuals, music, plot, relationships (friendships and otherwise - relationships are the main reason I stick with ANY show), premise. Over a week went by and I couldn't even think of watching something else. I hunted down some fanfic to ease the taste of POOF out of my mouth - you'd have to see the very last episode to understand that one - and went on a little reading binge. Then, I started watching it all over again. I'm taking my time this second time around, paying closer attention, noticing different things, and I'm still in love with this show.
Part of me wishes that I'd been able to see it during its heyday, and gotten involved in the fandom. A bigger part of me knows that had I tried to watch this while the Stargates were still occupying my screen time, I wouldn't have connected with this show in quite the same way. I'm sad that it ended after four seasons and there's nothing more except fanfic. That's a little hard to deal with.
Yes, I'm aware I'm talking about a TV show, and yes, I'm aware I'm a little strange. And?
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