Making a pointless point
Regarding Number 18. Apparently, I am an idiot because I don’t know the difference between a beaver and an otter. OK, smartypants… Which is which?
Regarding Number 18. Apparently, I am an idiot because I don’t know the difference between a beaver and an otter. OK, smartypants… Which is which?
Just spent a very fun hour flicking through the latest issue of Entertainment Weekly and deciding what televisual treats I will be savouring over the coming months.
Some were no-brainers (24 is still going to be my number one Season Pass) while some required a wee bit of soul-searching (Are the tight dresses and running and kicking of Alias enough to overcome the fact that Malcolm in the Middle is one of the funniest shows on TV? Answer: No)
The most interesting looking new show of the season looks like being NBC.com > Boomtown”>Boomtown—A detective drama series which appears to be a live-action version of the Trilogy of Error episode of The Simpsons. And it features a former member of NKOTB! How bad can it be?
… but in all fairness, I have to confess that I like it.
Yes I do.
Last night, I had the rare pleasure of enjoying a popular beat combo by the name of The Rolling Stones in an “intimate venue”—Just me, and about 5,000 others.
Words can’t express how stunningly superb it was to be there. Being able to see Mick do his dancy wavy arms thing without the aid of a giant video screen is an experience I’ll take with me forever. I was close enough to see Keith Richards and wonder “How in the hell is that man still alive?” Magic.
They didn’t play Satisfaction, which was a shame, but hey! You can’t always get what you want. (Arf!)
I didn’t dare smuggle in a camera, cause I figured security would be tight, but I’ll upload the secret spy-cam shots from my watch later.
Next Thursday, it is your duty to talk like a pirate. Otherwise, the terrorists will have won.
One of those dorky, stupid, really quite beautiful ideas that would have been impossible before the advent of the inertnet: the human clock