Friday, April 24, 2009
Pointless Post Two
That header picture, by the way, is the view from our house. It's not our house. Just what we see from the kitchen, family room, front porch, office... And there's currently snow on the mountain. :)
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Pointless New Post to Get Back into the Habit
The Marchese television viewing habits are a lot like seventh grade crushes.
I like you, I ignore you. Don't sit next to me on the bus to the field trip, okay? Why haven't you written me a note lately...I wrote you five! Yes, it's true... I don't want to "go" with you anymore.
Our schedules are inconsistent and we forget when things are on. They move a show to a different time slot and we're not paying attention. Sometimes we'll catch it online... or not. We'll talk about watching a lot of things, but we watch a little of many different things and not a whole lot, consistently. Not since Battlestar Galactica ended. {Tear... Sob}
But my new crush is on Saving Grace. I flirted with this show when it first came out, but I'm never quite sure if I like Holly Hunter or find her too chihuahua-like, a tiny aggressive thing. But as we have watched a few consecutive episodes of the second season, I'm becoming such a fan of the performances and the faith/you have a purpose themes - even with the kooky angel theology, lack of Jesus, and sometimes lackluster plot wrap-ups. Paul likes it too, but his attachment is more casual. I can't recommend it to others, really, unless I know they won't mind that Grace is a self-d
estructive, foul-mouthed, mostly-functioning drunk. But there's heart in this crew and the Oklahoma City setting makes you thank God for big belt buckles and cheap beer and die-hard college football fans. A place more like home for the rest of us, sandwiched between coasts.
estructive, foul-mouthed, mostly-functioning drunk. But there's heart in this crew and the Oklahoma City setting makes you thank God for big belt buckles and cheap beer and die-hard college football fans. A place more like home for the rest of us, sandwiched between coasts.We watched the Unusuals, a new cop show, last night. Nathan Fillion in Castle is adorable even if the plots are recycled CSI shows. Dollhouse got pretty interesting when I started having busier Fridays, but getting attached to a Joss Whedon show is certain heartbreak. I still love my House but struggle to get home for it's early Monday night slot. And they don't put the shows online for a WEEK. We catch 30 Rock pretty consistently and it makes us laugh until we "liz" a little.
With our new flings... we've let old relationship fade away. No more Grey's Anatomy. The Mentalist was a bust. Ugly Betty let the guest stars ruin it. BSG is completed. I'm Iron Chef-ed out. Project Runway is stuck in legal mud and Top Chef and Leverage are on break.
Grace and Earl and Ham and Reta and Bobby and Butch might break up with me. But the beauty of a seventh grade crush is you'll also have that one slow dance to Against All Odds before you change partners.
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