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shadowkat1. Well, now I understand why people blog about food, what they are doing and home-improvement. So much safer than discussing pop culture. I mean who gets emotionally invested in how to cook brussle sprouts or to construct a patio? For that matter, how likely are you going to get dissenting opinions? Well you might get a rant on why brussel sprouts are gross and no one should ever boil them, roasting is the only way to go. But somehow I can't imagine getting upset over that. Then again, I admittedly hate brussel sprouts...green bean and aspergus girl myself. Now, watch, someone will decide to respond and inform me how much more nutritious and better brussle sprouts are than green beans and how I'm missing out on life. That green beans are boring and predictable and you really can't do anything with them. So much better to roast brussel sprouts, give them a smokey taste, and they are crisp, and with just the right blend of bitter, while green beans are tasteless, and all you can do is put them in casserole or in some weird salad, dressing them up and its all so silly and marinated.
Sorry, I'm feeling mildly cantankerous at the moment. I want everyone to agree with me and tell me how right and wonderful I am. But the world being what it is...sigh,
that ain't going to happen. Besides if it did, knowing me, I'd probably be bored silly. I'm like TS Eliot's Rum Tum Tiger...I'm never satisfied.
2. Stupid set-up top (sort of similar to an I-Player, Tivo or DVR) refused to tape again. But I caught it in time and was able to ensure both Parenthood and Justified got taped. I think my continuous re-winding of Smash probably caused the foul up. I kept getting distracted during the Wolf Howl song in Smash...by a weird and somewhat violent rant in my head about episodic television being well the cultural equivalent of brussle sprouts. Or maybe green beans...but I happen to love green beans. Possibly broccoli...never been fond of broccoli, it's the only thing George W Bush and I have in common, we both hate broccoli. Or rather, it hates me is a better way to put it. Gives me gas pains from hell. I know, I know a)too much information (I don't abbreviate, find it annoying), and b) you'd think I'd have that problem with aspergus (which I also can't spell but I can spell broccoli, so go figure). I don't understand my body, I just live in it, which come to think of it may be the problem? (Don't answer that, purely rhetorical - you have to tell people things are rhetorical on lj or they will answer the question and you'll be staring at their response sputtering in disbelief..."but, but, I meant that rhetorically!".)
Not to be outdone, this weird rant had to compete with another weird rant in my head about how Glory (S5 Buffy) was clearly a far more interesting villain than that stupid Frankenstein reject Adam (S4 Buffy) who looked like he walked out of a 1970s Saturday Morning Children's Live Action Cartoon most likely Power-Woman and Super-Girl or ISIS (do you remember ISIS? There was another one that was Japanese about a guy who turned into this weird giant robot and fought cheesy creatures...it was live action too) or Land of the Lost. My best friend in elementary school loved this stuff, she was also enamored of Lost in Space, Batman and Robin, Night Gallery and every scary 1950s and 1960s sci-fi movie out there. Weird girl - for tv it was scary (and incredibly cheesy) monster flicks and for play it was fashion show and house. She actually thought King Kong was a better movie than Star Wars. (They both came out at the same time. We fought over it.)
In between the weird mental rants, I'd feel my face become beet red, and an influx of volcanic energy making me want to run around the block five times, preferrably in shorts and a t-shirt, since really hot. (Ice packs on the back of the neck are a god-send by the way, so is putting one's head in the freezer for five minutes.)
What I didn't do and you will be so proud, or maybe not, was respond to the comments in my live-journal that set off these insane rants. They didn't deserve it, poor innocent souls were merely sharing their opinions...after all.
I'm not crazy, I only appear that way. And apologies to anyone reading this who is actually crazy. Although if you are actually crazy and reading this...
Sigh, I need to buy more soy milk. I'm running out.
3. Somewhat annoyed now with the Kim Harrison novel I'd been enjoying - it's turned into a gory mystery, I don't want a gory mystery, I want to focus on the characters and relationships. If I wanted to read a gory mystery I'd read someone else...most likely Thomas Harris, wait he's not writing any more. I'd find someone, there's 100 or more to choose from. People like gory mystery novels. I don't know why. I'm still trying to figure out why they like to read and watch procedurals. People bewilder me.
Also, Kim Harrison appears to have a thing for muscled bikers covered with tattoos and long hair. Methinks she's been watching Sons of Anarchy. So not my thing. I'd rather eat brussle sprouts to be honest. What I want is further development of the Trent(elf)/Rachel(witch-demon) relationship that the writer has been building up to for the last six books and is obviously her end-game. I'm tired of being teased. Cut to the chase already. Why do writer's do this? Lead you on? I find it tiresome. Either put the stupid characters together or don't. Also why do they put them together only to break them apart again? They can't figure out how to write an actual on-going relationship? In reality, people stay together and fight through their problems. They don't get together, break up, get together, break up or pussy-foot around for ten years. Okay maybe they do..
Shouldn't whine, all the way home...I was looking at people and thinking, damn, life could be worse - I could be standing on the street saying six, six, six all day long. That's what they do in Jamaica, they stand on street corners and yell six, six, six to get people interested in taking a livery cab. Either that...or they are selling illegal products. Can't really tell.
See? Cranky. Going to bed now. Hopefully to sleep. So I will be less cranky tomorrow.
Be nice to focus, the inability to focus is the part that's the hardest.
Sorry, I'm feeling mildly cantankerous at the moment. I want everyone to agree with me and tell me how right and wonderful I am. But the world being what it is...sigh,
that ain't going to happen. Besides if it did, knowing me, I'd probably be bored silly. I'm like TS Eliot's Rum Tum Tiger...I'm never satisfied.
2. Stupid set-up top (sort of similar to an I-Player, Tivo or DVR) refused to tape again. But I caught it in time and was able to ensure both Parenthood and Justified got taped. I think my continuous re-winding of Smash probably caused the foul up. I kept getting distracted during the Wolf Howl song in Smash...by a weird and somewhat violent rant in my head about episodic television being well the cultural equivalent of brussle sprouts. Or maybe green beans...but I happen to love green beans. Possibly broccoli...never been fond of broccoli, it's the only thing George W Bush and I have in common, we both hate broccoli. Or rather, it hates me is a better way to put it. Gives me gas pains from hell. I know, I know a)too much information (I don't abbreviate, find it annoying), and b) you'd think I'd have that problem with aspergus (which I also can't spell but I can spell broccoli, so go figure). I don't understand my body, I just live in it, which come to think of it may be the problem? (Don't answer that, purely rhetorical - you have to tell people things are rhetorical on lj or they will answer the question and you'll be staring at their response sputtering in disbelief..."but, but, I meant that rhetorically!".)
Not to be outdone, this weird rant had to compete with another weird rant in my head about how Glory (S5 Buffy) was clearly a far more interesting villain than that stupid Frankenstein reject Adam (S4 Buffy) who looked like he walked out of a 1970s Saturday Morning Children's Live Action Cartoon most likely Power-Woman and Super-Girl or ISIS (do you remember ISIS? There was another one that was Japanese about a guy who turned into this weird giant robot and fought cheesy creatures...it was live action too) or Land of the Lost. My best friend in elementary school loved this stuff, she was also enamored of Lost in Space, Batman and Robin, Night Gallery and every scary 1950s and 1960s sci-fi movie out there. Weird girl - for tv it was scary (and incredibly cheesy) monster flicks and for play it was fashion show and house. She actually thought King Kong was a better movie than Star Wars. (They both came out at the same time. We fought over it.)
In between the weird mental rants, I'd feel my face become beet red, and an influx of volcanic energy making me want to run around the block five times, preferrably in shorts and a t-shirt, since really hot. (Ice packs on the back of the neck are a god-send by the way, so is putting one's head in the freezer for five minutes.)
What I didn't do and you will be so proud, or maybe not, was respond to the comments in my live-journal that set off these insane rants. They didn't deserve it, poor innocent souls were merely sharing their opinions...after all.
I'm not crazy, I only appear that way. And apologies to anyone reading this who is actually crazy. Although if you are actually crazy and reading this...
Sigh, I need to buy more soy milk. I'm running out.
3. Somewhat annoyed now with the Kim Harrison novel I'd been enjoying - it's turned into a gory mystery, I don't want a gory mystery, I want to focus on the characters and relationships. If I wanted to read a gory mystery I'd read someone else...most likely Thomas Harris, wait he's not writing any more. I'd find someone, there's 100 or more to choose from. People like gory mystery novels. I don't know why. I'm still trying to figure out why they like to read and watch procedurals. People bewilder me.
Also, Kim Harrison appears to have a thing for muscled bikers covered with tattoos and long hair. Methinks she's been watching Sons of Anarchy. So not my thing. I'd rather eat brussle sprouts to be honest. What I want is further development of the Trent(elf)/Rachel(witch-demon) relationship that the writer has been building up to for the last six books and is obviously her end-game. I'm tired of being teased. Cut to the chase already. Why do writer's do this? Lead you on? I find it tiresome. Either put the stupid characters together or don't. Also why do they put them together only to break them apart again? They can't figure out how to write an actual on-going relationship? In reality, people stay together and fight through their problems. They don't get together, break up, get together, break up or pussy-foot around for ten years. Okay maybe they do..
Shouldn't whine, all the way home...I was looking at people and thinking, damn, life could be worse - I could be standing on the street saying six, six, six all day long. That's what they do in Jamaica, they stand on street corners and yell six, six, six to get people interested in taking a livery cab. Either that...or they are selling illegal products. Can't really tell.
See? Cranky. Going to bed now. Hopefully to sleep. So I will be less cranky tomorrow.
Be nice to focus, the inability to focus is the part that's the hardest.
