2001-05-11 - 9:26 p.m.
Yesterday was completely uneventful--except for the giant whirlpool off of La Jolla being caused by an underwater flying saucer. At least that�s what one of our local news shows says.
Seriously. That�s the sort of cutting-edge journalism we have in this town. Anyone else would have taken the phenomenon at face value and concluded it was simply the result of colliding ocean currents, like the scientists say. But not the Channel 8 News Team! They�re dedicated to digging down there and getting to the story no matter how goofy it is. The Truth Is Out There, people.
I�m just surprised Fox News didn�t get there first.
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Finally watched Buffy and Angel last night. At last things are as they should be--Buffy has gotten good again, and Angel has gotten dumb again. Have the writers for Angel been reading a lot of Gor novels, or did they just get back from a Rennfest, or what? How else can you possibly explain the unspeakably cheesy way they�re ending this season?
On the other hand, the whole Damnation Alley flavor of this week�s Buffy was inspired. And I love it when Willow gets all kick-ass witchy. I predict a big-time flirtation with the Dark Side for her next season--that�s where I�d take her character if I wrote for the show, anyway.
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Speaking of dark, is Farscape the kinkiest show on TV right now, or what? Everyone struts around in black leather, the villain looks like a cross between Locutus of Borg and Pinhead from Hellraiser and not an episode goes by without someone (usually either the hunky astronaut or the sexy superhuman soldier chyk) being spreadeagled and tortured. The fact that it�s produced by Jim Henson�s people just makes it seem even kinkier--I keep expecting Miss Piggy with a whip. "This show is brought to you by the letters S and M."
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Note to Dlove: Yes, working at home rocks. No commuting, no chatty-Cathy coworkers, no supervisor glancing pointedly at his or her watch when you come in five minutes late, and best of all, NO COMPLAINTS ABOUT YOUR MUSIC.
And for chrissake, don�t feel guilty over how good you have it right now--or over talking about it here. If I didn�t have friends whose lives were more fabulous than mine I�d have nothing to aspire to. And that�s saying a lot, since my own life right now is pretty fucking fabulous.
Well, except for all the diarrhea recently.
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Two Google hits of note this week:
"smokers cough tar"--like, duh.
"home depot homosexuals"--I tell you, they go into quite the berserk frenzy if you knock over and break one of the Tiffany lamps. I was lucky to get out of there in one piece.
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