Catching Ducks

I've officially caught up with Battlestar Galactica, and I'm ready for the fourth season to begin next Friday. It's going to be tough, though, adjusting to one episode a week!

It really is a good show, but I find the heaps of praise it receives irritating. People talk about it like it's the second coming of scifi. Clearly they've never seen Farscape.

Oh well; their loss.


On a happier note, here's Baltar (or rather, a hallucination of Baltar) talking to a Cylon (specifically, Caprica Six):

"For self-aware, cybernetic lifeforms, sometimes you can be unbearably obtuse."

Labels: Battlestar Galactica, Farscape

Are you sure about that? Really sure?

Because today is March 28, I live in Seattle, and it's snowing outside.

Labels: weather

Getting canceled was the best thing that could have happened to Jericho. When it came back for a shortened second season (after a fan movement got it un-canceled) it was better than ever.

The first season had some good ideas, but often got bogged down with dull stories that took too long to resolve themselves. There were a lot of awesome characters (Jake, Hawkins, Heather...), but there were some not-so-awesome characters, too.

The second season pared things down. The producers knew they had only had seven episodes to tell their story, so they cut out all the fat, and just focussed on a couple of key storylines that featured the best characters. (Mostly. Less Emily would have been nice.)

So, I'm actually glad that it got canceled. The first time, anyway. The second cancellation sucks.

It was getting so good! Now it's gone.

And I'll never find out who wins the Second American Civil War.

Labels: scifi/fantasy

Steven Brust seems to be one of those authors that either you've never heard of him, or you love his books. Obviously, I'm one of the latter. I just started reading Dzur, the most recent Vlad Taltos book. Already I laughed aloud .... on the bus -- talk about embarrassing! Oh well.


Telnan: What do you do?
Vlad: Hmmm?
Telnan: Well, I'm a wizard. What do you do?
Vlad: Oh. I run in terror, mostly.

Labels: books

You know how they have "bank holidays"? Holidays that are pretty much just days off from work for people who work in banks or for the government? Well, we also seem to have "drinking holidays". They're just excuses for people to get drunk.

Today's #2 of the Drunken Trilogy.

I'm sure you can guess the other two.

Labels: holidays, random weirdness

I am totally obsessed with Top Gear. It's such a good show!



James May: Look at the sky above us -- it's fantastic!
Richard Hammond: This is a race!
James May: And we're winning, overall.
Richard Hammond: Apart from [the fact] that we're several hours behind Jeremy in his car.



Want to know the context? Watch these very awesome vids.

Labels: Top Gear

I am far more excited than I should be that Grape Nuts have returned to Costco.

Yay!! Yay!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!

Labels: food

My mom kindly brought me a copy of "Radio Times" back from England (Thanks Mom!). I asked her to buy it for me because it had an interview with the always awesome Stephen Fry. Here's a quote:


Straight actors can play gay people and they're congratulated on it. People say, "Ooh, how brave of you." But no-one says of a gay actor, if you play a heterosexual person, "How brave of you to kiss that woman, that must have been very difficult for you." It wouldn't be at all difficult for me to kiss a woman -- I'll kiss a frog if you like. And why should it be difficult for a man to kiss another man? It's difficult to ride bareback backwards while unicycling, but to kiss someone isn't difficult. It's just part of the insanely irrational way that the human mind works.

Labels: Stephen Fry

I think it was in "To Sail Beyond the Sunset" that Robert Heinlein had his (female) main character talk about how she never got menstrual cramps. I don't remember the exact wording, but the implication was that women got cramps because they subconsciously expected to.

To which I reply: Bollocks!

Last night I was woken from a deep sleep by the pain of cramps. If it's psychosomatic, then why would I get them when I was asleep?

Labels: health

I've been watching a lot of Dark Angel lately. Specifically, the "Alec" scenes from season two.

In this scene, a transgenic named Mia -- who has the ability to telepathically force people to do things -- makes Alec and Logan admit their admiration for each other:


Mia: Logan, I think there's something that Alec wants to say to you.

Alec: Yeah, Logan, I just wanted to say that I understand why Max admires you so much. Sometimes I wish I had more of a purpose in life.

Mia: Logan, is there something you want to say to Alec?

Logan: Well, it's just that sometimes I wish I was more of a free spirit. And it must be nice to be a happy-go-lucky sociopath. I kind of envy you.

Labels: Dark Angel