1. The Playboy Club
This just got cancelled, so I'm not going to bother to tell you what I liked about it, lest you get excited about it. I will say that I'm not entirely surprised that it's been cancelled. While it was good, it wasn't GREAT.
2. Person of Interest
I am absolutely fascinated with this show. The (very, VERY basic) premise is that "The Machine" (built after 11 September and originally designed to predict who would commit acts of terrorism) spits out the social security numbers of persons of interest. The problem is that these people may be of interest because they are going to commit a crime or because they are going to be a victim. A team of two men track down the person of interest from only their SSN, find out what their story is, and try to prevent the bad thing from happening. And, as with successful dramas these days (that aren't police procedurals), there is a ton of mythology that goes along with this.
3. Unforgettable
This is about Carrie Wells who has a medical condition that ensures that she never forgets anything - ever. Which, of course, makes her a great detective. Ask her a date, and she can tell you anything that happened that day (involving her, or as long as she had some experience with it). She often solves crimes because she's able to recall the crime scene and then compare that memory to things she experiences and sees during the investigation. While I like her character, I really don't like any of the other characters. And the thing with her mother having dementia is just too... cutesy (in an ironic way, but you know what I mean). And I'm not sure how they'll keep this show fresh.
4. Prime Suspect
Maria Bello plays a detective in New York City who is competing with the Ol' Boy's Club. She's not your average "I'm trying to use my womanly ways to my advantage" kind of female detective. She's hard, tough, and completely gung-ho. But not so much so that she's a caricature. I'm really loving this show so far. Also, Maria Bello is just hot.
5. Pan Am
I didn't think I'd like this show. I only watched the pilot episode on a fluke. In fact, I had forgotten that I set it to record "when possible" since it conflicted with some other shows with it originally débuted. But this is quickly becoming a favourite. I was wary of it, because really - a show about flight attendants? or people flying? Really? But it's actually a show about people who just happen to work in the flight industry. The story is told non-linearly, which apparently bothers some people, but I'm enjoying it (although I HATE books that use this device). For instance, one of the stewardesses (remember when we still called them that?) is a runaway bride. And as the flight takes off in the first episode, we flash back to the day of her wedding to find out exactly what happened. And we're still finding out the entire story about the other characters a few weeks in.
07 October 2011
06 October 2011
The Most Interesting Day
My day started out perfectly normal. Then I went into the city for physiotherapy.
That's when I ran into the protesters gathered at City Hall. I had heard on the news that a protest would be happening, and Mr. Lee at the corner store (he sells me my lottery tickets every week) had asked me about it yesterday, but I didn't think I'd actually run into them. They were at City Hall and every time the light changed, some of them crossed 15th Street. Chants ranged from "This is what democracy looks like" to "Stop the war, fund the poor" to "We are the 99 percent." Signs included "I am not an ATM," (glad we cleared that up) "I have too many grievances to list in this space," "I am sick of this shit," "separate corporations and state," and "I can't afford a lobbyist."
While watching the protest, I began talking to a young man standing next to me also observing. Conversation was stilted because he speaks French and not much English. I, of course, speak English and not much French (although I was able to tell him in French that I speak only a little French, but me speaking in French lead to him speaking a lot of French to me. Seriously, dude - ONLY. A. LITTLE!). I also told him in Spanish that I speak a little Spanish, but he told me (in English) that he doesn't speak Spanish. I said, "I think we have an impasse," and he laughed.
He's from Nigeria. He's been travelling the world. He stopped first in Germany, then somewhere else, and now Philly. Today is Day 17 of being in Philly. I found out that in Nigeria, everyone can go to university free, but the quality is not good. He has no set plans, and would like to stay in the U.S. as long as possible, getting a job, working, etc.
Also, he's possibly the cutest guy I've seen in a very long time. And also way too young for me (he's 20).
After that, physiotherapy. I found out that the front desk woman who I adore is leaving at the end of the month to go study in Virginia. She wants a Master's degree in Chemistry. As if that's better than taking my co-pay twice a week! Hmph.
Next up, I planned to go home. But I passed by the Apple Store, where I saw a makeshift memorial. People had stuck Post-It notes to the floor-to-ceiling glass front window and had put flowers on the sidewalk in front of the store. I was curious about what some of the notes said, so I crossed the street to check it out. One of them was written in Arabic, one was written in Japanese. One was a drawing of Homer Simpson that read "Mmm, Apple." One said, "iMiss you"
As I stood there, I started getting emotional, thinking about what it takes to see a dream come to fruition, to be an innovator, to believe in oneself... you know, all that pie in the sky stuff. And especially to pursue that crap when facing one's own mortality. Apparently, my emotion was apparent (yeah, those of you who know me are SHOCKED by this - lol), because a newswoman from NBC10 asked if I wanted to say something on camera. I turned her down, but she asked again, and when I told her that I simply didn't know what to say, she said it's just nice to express what I'm feeling. I started out kind of dumb, but then she started actually interviewing me.
After that part was over, she and I got to talking. She's going to law school part-time where I went to law school. We discussed professors, classes, and what she's wanting to do with her law degree. It was a fun conversation.
From there, I intended to head home. But the protesters were still at City Hall. And it was a slightly different group. So I stood and watched for a few more minutes. This group had an upside down U.S. flag, the Gadsden flag, and one sign that read "Can you hear me, or do I need more money?"
After that, I FINALLY made it home.
That's when I ran into the protesters gathered at City Hall. I had heard on the news that a protest would be happening, and Mr. Lee at the corner store (he sells me my lottery tickets every week) had asked me about it yesterday, but I didn't think I'd actually run into them. They were at City Hall and every time the light changed, some of them crossed 15th Street. Chants ranged from "This is what democracy looks like" to "Stop the war, fund the poor" to "We are the 99 percent." Signs included "I am not an ATM," (glad we cleared that up) "I have too many grievances to list in this space," "I am sick of this shit," "separate corporations and state," and "I can't afford a lobbyist."
While watching the protest, I began talking to a young man standing next to me also observing. Conversation was stilted because he speaks French and not much English. I, of course, speak English and not much French (although I was able to tell him in French that I speak only a little French, but me speaking in French lead to him speaking a lot of French to me. Seriously, dude - ONLY. A. LITTLE!). I also told him in Spanish that I speak a little Spanish, but he told me (in English) that he doesn't speak Spanish. I said, "I think we have an impasse," and he laughed.
He's from Nigeria. He's been travelling the world. He stopped first in Germany, then somewhere else, and now Philly. Today is Day 17 of being in Philly. I found out that in Nigeria, everyone can go to university free, but the quality is not good. He has no set plans, and would like to stay in the U.S. as long as possible, getting a job, working, etc.
Also, he's possibly the cutest guy I've seen in a very long time. And also way too young for me (he's 20).
After that, physiotherapy. I found out that the front desk woman who I adore is leaving at the end of the month to go study in Virginia. She wants a Master's degree in Chemistry. As if that's better than taking my co-pay twice a week! Hmph.
Next up, I planned to go home. But I passed by the Apple Store, where I saw a makeshift memorial. People had stuck Post-It notes to the floor-to-ceiling glass front window and had put flowers on the sidewalk in front of the store. I was curious about what some of the notes said, so I crossed the street to check it out. One of them was written in Arabic, one was written in Japanese. One was a drawing of Homer Simpson that read "Mmm, Apple." One said, "iMiss you"
As I stood there, I started getting emotional, thinking about what it takes to see a dream come to fruition, to be an innovator, to believe in oneself... you know, all that pie in the sky stuff. And especially to pursue that crap when facing one's own mortality. Apparently, my emotion was apparent (yeah, those of you who know me are SHOCKED by this - lol), because a newswoman from NBC10 asked if I wanted to say something on camera. I turned her down, but she asked again, and when I told her that I simply didn't know what to say, she said it's just nice to express what I'm feeling. I started out kind of dumb, but then she started actually interviewing me.
After that part was over, she and I got to talking. She's going to law school part-time where I went to law school. We discussed professors, classes, and what she's wanting to do with her law degree. It was a fun conversation.
From there, I intended to head home. But the protesters were still at City Hall. And it was a slightly different group. So I stood and watched for a few more minutes. This group had an upside down U.S. flag, the Gadsden flag, and one sign that read "Can you hear me, or do I need more money?"
After that, I FINALLY made it home.
05 October 2011
General Update
Last night, I had a wicked nightmare. My therapist and I discussed things today, and we decided to try Ativan for awhile.
I've been working on knitting more. The project I'm working on now is on a deadline, which helps.
My acid reflux is worse than usual. I've gone through half a bottle of Mylanta in the past few days.
I have a headache that won't quit.
I'm loving the fall television season. There are several new shows I like, but (as per usual) two of them are already getting low ratings and EW is predicting they won't be on the air much longer.
Felix has taken to trying to sleep on my head at night. No, not on my pillow or by my head, but actually ON. MY. HEAD. There have been a few nights I've nearly locked him out of the bedroom. Fighting with a cat so I can sleep probably isn't conducive to that whole "general malaise and fatigue" thing I've got going on.
Work - it's work. I'd probably be enjoying it more if it wasn't for everything else going on in my life.
I've been working on knitting more. The project I'm working on now is on a deadline, which helps.
My acid reflux is worse than usual. I've gone through half a bottle of Mylanta in the past few days.
I have a headache that won't quit.
I'm loving the fall television season. There are several new shows I like, but (as per usual) two of them are already getting low ratings and EW is predicting they won't be on the air much longer.
Felix has taken to trying to sleep on my head at night. No, not on my pillow or by my head, but actually ON. MY. HEAD. There have been a few nights I've nearly locked him out of the bedroom. Fighting with a cat so I can sleep probably isn't conducive to that whole "general malaise and fatigue" thing I've got going on.
Work - it's work. I'd probably be enjoying it more if it wasn't for everything else going on in my life.
04 October 2011
Brad Meltzer's Decoded
I got an email today. It asked me to pass along this message:
My friend Brad's TV show, "Brad Meltzer's Decoded," kicks off its second season on Wednesday at 10pm/9c on the History Channel. Please watch as he tries to see what's really inside Fort Knox.
My friend Brad's TV show, "Brad Meltzer's Decoded," kicks off its second season on Wednesday at 10pm/9c on the History Channel. Please watch as he tries to see what's really inside Fort Knox.
03 October 2011
Book Review: A Killing In Antiques
Lucy has been snoop before, but the last time she did, she got shot, which lead to her promising her husband that her snooping days were over. However, she's sure that Silent Billy couldn't have killed Monty. Before Brimfield comes to a close, Lucy knows she has to prove him innocent.
Read my full review here.
02 October 2011
Let's Go, October!
The bad news: For the first fall in many years, I'm missing the race in Kansas. I could have gone (I told work from the beginning that I needed this weekend off), but I decided (well, Grandma decided for me) to save my days for Christmas/New Year instead. Race weekend is also my Grandma's 90th birthday, so we'd have to leave the Saturday race mid-way to go to Grandma's birthday supper. And it didn't seem worth missing two days of work and flying halfway across the country to see a 1.5 races. And Grandma would rather see me for longer at Christmas, instead of just for a short meal for her birthday.
The good news: I had to miss Rhinebeck (NY Sheep & Wool Festival) last year since I was unemployed, but I get to go this year, with my usual crew of Rachel and Ria. I'm super excited, and I'm already planning my shopping (mostly based around Christmas knitting).
My new physiotherapist is pretty good. She's no Sandra, but I do like her so far. She does seem better than the first guy I worked with.
The maybe news: A friend of mine is awaiting the results of a job interview. I really want her to get this job. It would super awesome, for myriad reasons. I told her the other day that I needed one thing to go right this month (she interviewed in September), and I was picking that. So it's potential good news.
I also scheduled the consultation with the sleep centre at Jefferson Hospital. So I've got that going.
The good news: I had to miss Rhinebeck (NY Sheep & Wool Festival) last year since I was unemployed, but I get to go this year, with my usual crew of Rachel and Ria. I'm super excited, and I'm already planning my shopping (mostly based around Christmas knitting).
My new physiotherapist is pretty good. She's no Sandra, but I do like her so far. She does seem better than the first guy I worked with.
The maybe news: A friend of mine is awaiting the results of a job interview. I really want her to get this job. It would super awesome, for myriad reasons. I told her the other day that I needed one thing to go right this month (she interviewed in September), and I was picking that. So it's potential good news.
I also scheduled the consultation with the sleep centre at Jefferson Hospital. So I've got that going.
01 October 2011
Housework
I spent today doing housework, which should really do itself.
By the time noon rolled around, I had put in the fifth load of laundry, taken out one load of trash and two loads of recycling, and done a load of dishes. And I had forgotten to eat breakfast. Oops.
I keep meaning to try to fit in housework when I get home from work so I can have weekends free and clear, and I'm getting better at it, with the exception of laundry. I just need to get a schedule, which is difficult when I'm just exhausted all the time.
And I have a cat who seems to think he needs attention ALL. THE. TIME. when I get home. Weirdo.
By the time noon rolled around, I had put in the fifth load of laundry, taken out one load of trash and two loads of recycling, and done a load of dishes. And I had forgotten to eat breakfast. Oops.
I keep meaning to try to fit in housework when I get home from work so I can have weekends free and clear, and I'm getting better at it, with the exception of laundry. I just need to get a schedule, which is difficult when I'm just exhausted all the time.
And I have a cat who seems to think he needs attention ALL. THE. TIME. when I get home. Weirdo.
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