| Poem for Wednesday |
[Jan. 26th, 2005|12:18 am] |
( At the Fishhouses )
This is a reposted public version of a post I made private because of family photos and such that I didn't want to leave unlocked, in case anyone wanted the poetry and advertising snark but couldn't see it.
So you know how I was snarking about Viagra and Cialis ads the other day? Now, from The Onion, "U.S. Children Still Traumatized One Year After Seeing Partially Exposed Breast On TV". This made my day, along with rumors that Marina Sirtis and Jonathan Frakes will be in the Enterprise series season finale...and how much does it suck that my first reaction was, "Shit! This probably means no Shatner!"?
Something had to make my day because the Marriage Protection Act = oh F U a$$holes and no Best Picture nomination for Eternal Sunshine = Hollywood sucks though I should not care because no matter what else happens, there is no way Gwyneth Paltrow, Nicole Kidman or the increasingly less-odious-by-comparison Renee Zellwegger can win an Oscar this year. Michael Moore, I hear you made your own bed, sorry about that, though I did squee about the Razzie nomination for George Bush and Condi Rice as Worst Couple in your film. I still want to trade The West Wing for the actual government -- I promise to watch the weekly Bush sitcom, it can have the highest Nielsen ratings ever!
It's been a Shitty Fannish Day. I could blame January, except I want to know why I felt that way the 25th instead of the 24th. (Probably because I had kids home and went to the movies on the 24th, and mostly stayed off the computer.) Wednesday, barring snow or other disasters (and I am knocking wood as we have managed to have to postpone repeatedly), I am going to see ![[info]](http://www.deadjournal.com:8080/userinfo.gif) beeej and get Highlanderized! So expect me to babble, or to come home and have to write HP because Snape will have been talking quietly in my head all day long like he did during Phantom of the Opera the other day except when Lupin took over and tried to convince me there should be Remus/Sirius songfic to "Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again," which made me blush so hard that I was really glad it was dark in the theater. ( Here's a dorky Harry Potter quiz, to keep with the theme. )
I really enjoyed Veronica Mars again, though I am with twinkledru: the lead boys look too much alike! It's very confusing until you start paying attention to their clothes! There were some lovely story elements and I was very creeped out by the nightmarish stuff, though I am still astonished at the "oh, date rape doesn't really affect anything" mentality that seems to be going on. I suspect this show is going to be laundry-folding and pleasant diversion rather than serious fandom for me, which is fine -- I haven't really had one of those since the end of Dawson's Creek, unless Smallville counts since I've only ever been very marginally involved in that fandom. There's a new episode this week, right? Forgive me, but I am more eager to see Josh and Matt again. *g* |
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