Saturday, August 26, 2006
New TV
I have decided I am excited about the new TV season. I got a preview of the pilot of Studio 60 from Netflix and loved it. Ah, how I missed Sorkin. The show seems to address topics even more near and dear to his heart than West Wing, so I hope for a good long run.
The DVD also had a preview of Kidnapped, so we watched that as well and it was excellent. Tense and the characters were immediately likable. Between those dramas and my beloved House, The Office and My Name is Earl, I think I'll be set for must see TV for this season. I really hoped Kidnapped can keep up the pace!
The DVD also had a preview of Kidnapped, so we watched that as well and it was excellent. Tense and the characters were immediately likable. Between those dramas and my beloved House, The Office and My Name is Earl, I think I'll be set for must see TV for this season. I really hoped Kidnapped can keep up the pace!
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Mark vs. Fozzie - Fozzie wins!
Last night Fozzie woke me up. Not an entirely odd thing except that Fozzie doesn't sleep in the house any more. Perhaps I'll write an entry about my history with dogs sometime soon, but suffice it to say that he got banished outside because he's aggressive towards me for some reason and it's not nice to fear for your skin when you have to get up to visit the potty in the middle of the night.
Well he wasn't being aggressive (it is completely random) he was just saying hello by slobbering all over my legs. Mark is responsible for getting up in the middle of the night for anything quick-ish because he has far less trouble getting back to sleep after doing stuff. So I nudged Mark, suggested that Fozzie might have pushed the door open between the backyard and the garage, and asked him to put him back outside.
I drifted back asleep until Mark crawled back into bed and said that the door was not in fact pushed open. This made me wake up a bit because it was puzzling. The dog has escaped once or twice before, but even if he had gotten out of the fence, how did he get into the house?? I don't think he knows the code to get to the key in our key-safe. Mark explained that the garage door was cracked a bit because a cat was outside. (Crack for a cat, crack for a 100lb dog are almost the same)
Well I was in danger of waking up entirely so I grunted and tried to get back to sleep, but I had this nagging worry that the Fozzie problem wasn't as solved as it could ideally be.
Sure enough, when I wake up the next morning, Fozzie is lying on the front porch. (I'm glad he doesn't feel the need to flee or terrorize the neighborhood when he escapes.) I asked Mark what his solution to the problem was, and as I feared it was to "close the garage door." I guess his theory was that Fozzie would be thwarted in his attempts to get into the house and slobber on us, give up, and go back into the backyard, but alas, no.
In fact what had happened was the ninja-yard-guys forgot to close the fence. Everything is back to normal, hooray!
Well he wasn't being aggressive (it is completely random) he was just saying hello by slobbering all over my legs. Mark is responsible for getting up in the middle of the night for anything quick-ish because he has far less trouble getting back to sleep after doing stuff. So I nudged Mark, suggested that Fozzie might have pushed the door open between the backyard and the garage, and asked him to put him back outside.
I drifted back asleep until Mark crawled back into bed and said that the door was not in fact pushed open. This made me wake up a bit because it was puzzling. The dog has escaped once or twice before, but even if he had gotten out of the fence, how did he get into the house?? I don't think he knows the code to get to the key in our key-safe. Mark explained that the garage door was cracked a bit because a cat was outside. (Crack for a cat, crack for a 100lb dog are almost the same)
Well I was in danger of waking up entirely so I grunted and tried to get back to sleep, but I had this nagging worry that the Fozzie problem wasn't as solved as it could ideally be.
Sure enough, when I wake up the next morning, Fozzie is lying on the front porch. (I'm glad he doesn't feel the need to flee or terrorize the neighborhood when he escapes.) I asked Mark what his solution to the problem was, and as I feared it was to "close the garage door." I guess his theory was that Fozzie would be thwarted in his attempts to get into the house and slobber on us, give up, and go back into the backyard, but alas, no.
In fact what had happened was the ninja-yard-guys forgot to close the fence. Everything is back to normal, hooray!
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
OK, who's responsible. . . .
Samuel L. Jackson called me to encourage me to go see Snakes on a Plane. Unfortunately I wasn't home so I missed the first bit of his message. (Apparently he likes the sound of his own voice so much that he doesn't pause for answering machine messages.)
I would think it was a really funny general marketing campaign but since he knew Mark's name I'm kind of suspicious.
Vegas odds have Sean at 14 to 1.
I would think it was a really funny general marketing campaign but since he knew Mark's name I'm kind of suspicious.
Vegas odds have Sean at 14 to 1.
Saturday, August 12, 2006
Improv Everywhere
The Improv Everywhere troupe makes scenes!! Essentially it's a group of people that perform for unsuspecting audiences with funny results.
Check out the top rated missions. I also loooooved the Suicide Jumper and Romantic Comdey Cab.
Check out the top rated missions. I also loooooved the Suicide Jumper and Romantic Comdey Cab.
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
LJ picture strangeness
This Latest 30 LJ set of pictures makes me think that Brian from "Spaced" is based on a real person. I don't know whether to be afraid or just bemused. The Evidence.
OK, I couldn't resist posting some more.
This one made me laugh.
So did this one. It reminds me of the Ninja School we had by our old house. The only way the Ninja School could have been funnier was if it had been Ninja School for Christ.
Does this bouquet toss feel fixed to you?
OK, I couldn't resist posting some more.
This one made me laugh.
So did this one. It reminds me of the Ninja School we had by our old house. The only way the Ninja School could have been funnier was if it had been Ninja School for Christ.
Does this bouquet toss feel fixed to you?
