Finally, Some Bloodshed

4.22.10

4:17 pm

First off, the title refers to a recent episode of Burn Notice.

I'm about halfway through the third (and final?) season and they're finally getting their shit together and upping the stakes a bit.

People are actually getting hit and hurt by the bullets being fired from the guns!

Plus, they've introduced some reoccurring characters and most of them are great, namely Jay Kearns, "Dutch" from The Shield and, for a bit, Sons of Anarchy.

The show is still very USA, but you can see some extra money spent here and there.

The more they break out of the 5%-story-arc-95%-filler episode plan, the better the show is.

Anyway.

Had an audition today as the Frankenstein monster.

I don't think my resume would be surprised to have that added if I do get this one.

Finally, I just found a scrap of paper left here by another worker.

It reads:

"Prayer is the answer to every problem in life. It puts us in tune with Devine Wisdom which knows how to adjust everything perfectly.So often we do not prey in certain situations because from our standpoint the outlook is impossible.  But nothing is impossible with God. Nothing is so entangled that it cannot be remedied. No human relation is too strained for God to (something, her handwriting is awful)." 

My question: when does faith go from being a beautiful testament of humankind's ability to believe to blind idiots, clambering around in darkness and clutching at, literally, nothing; trusting because they know they have no power whatsoever to change the things happening to them?

When is faith giving up?

When is "letting go and letting God" just a lazy response to an overwhelming situation?

Just how unoriginal and adolescent (on a scale of 1 to 10) are these question taking into account that they're being asked on a blog?

Test on Monday.

Suck-U-Copia

4.15.10

7:35 pm

You ever find out that your preparations are made of cardboard held together with diarrhea and gasoline?

Yeah.

I got that.

Finished the second season of Burn Notice last night.

Main problem I have with that show is that the overarching plot is really only three of the sixteen episodes.

And, yes, I know that's how TV works, blow me, but it's so damned obvious on Burn Notice.

I also dislike the main character's mother.

She is played by the mother from Queer As Folk (U.S.A.).

Sharon Gleis or something.

Same role, but she smokes more and says "cock" less.

Bruce Campbell is doing his best, but I feel as if they told him to be 40% less Bruce Campbell that he usually is.

Whatever, bottom line is: it's not a great show, but at least I'm not just sitting around actively dying.

I'm watching TV.

Just discovered "Archer" thanks to Colin and I think I'm going to be okay with this show.

Plus, Chris and I are watching the final season of "Lost".

Parallel universes, eh?

You better have more than that to bring to the table.

I listen to music made by the son of the guy who INVENTED that shiznit.

That last should be read with the same intonation as if I were saying, "Parallel universes? I eat parallel universes for BREAKFAST!"

Good?

Good.

Started Thud!, the second to last (or thereabouts) Discworld book.

Kind of disappointing so far.

It's not snapping and zinging on every page like his stuff usually does.

You'd think it would seem that way even if it wasn't after slogging through the abortion of Mostly Harmless, but, no.

I'll just have to write a better book, n'est pas?

Non.

Non.

Burn and Burn Notice

4.1.10

3:53 pm

I started watching Burn Notice last night since nothing is going to move on my Netflix queue unless I do something about it, goddamnit.

I was misinformed about this show.

I was under the impression that Bruce Campbell was the star, playing a CIA agent type who was totally cut off from the Government and his adventures from that point on.

I was wrong; he's like the friend of the guy who gets cut off etc. etc.

He's playing Bruce Campbell, a little toned down, and loving it, so I'm happy.

The lead, Jeffery Donovan, looks like Val Kilmer's less gay brother and his ex-girlfriend/soon-to-be girlfriend, Gabrielle Anwar (King Henry's sister from The Tudors) is insanely hot in that Miami model sort of way.

You know, fake but you'd still make sex with it?

The show isn't too bad, I'm enjoying it, but their style...well, they almost have their own style, but right now there's nothing really setting it apart from any other Miami crime show.

The music, the transitions, the random hitching of the camera...nothing really interesting about it.

But he's like a funny MacGyver, so I'm in.

And plus, Bruce Campbell.

Oh, but the show has made me decide that pedophiles should NOT be allowed within 100 miles of Miami.

Or, if they must be, that their penises and testicles are removed, chemically.

Jail bail ahoo hoo!

If this creepy Pedo-Commune under the highway Phil was going on about a while ago is real, I now totally understand the need for it.

Some many boobs and bottoms!!!!!

And syphilis, I'd imagine.

I'm now on the last fifth of Douglas Adams' epic Hitchhiker's Guide to The Galaxy "trilogy".

Josh (who lent me his copy of the Ultimate Guide about, no kidding five years ago) mentioned that I could probably stop reading after the second book.

I can see what he means.

It's not that the writing gets bad, it's pure Douglas, it's just that each book seems to be more and more a collection of tiny adventures with nothing connecting them.

Like he should have written thirty short stories rather than five books.

It's good to see some character development with Arthur Dent though.

Glad he dropped the puzzled, unwilling bystander role.

Once I've finished the short story Young Zaphod Plays It Safe and the final book, Mostly Harmless, I'm going to re-watch the movie which I remember being good for about an hour before they decided to throw out the other 600 pages of Douglas Adams' books and just start making shit up.

Malkovich as an evil, spider-legged, head robot thing or no, they did these books a disservice.

Xmax.

But Sam Rockwell as Zaphod?

Perfect casting.

And Alan Rickman as Marvin?

Jesus, amazing.

That guy's voice...::munch::

And that musical number was pure, shimmering brilliance.

Haven't played Fallout for a couple days...getting the shakes...but in a good way.

And finally, seeing as it is April Fools, I posted something on my Facebook about Vagrant Records contacting me regarding George Washington Diarrhea.

As if ANYONE ON THIS WORLD would be interested in SPREADING my "music" to a wider audience...

This stuff is POISON, man.

And I'll hopefully have two more ampoules of cyanide for you all to rub on your ass neck soon.

Psst...they're going to be awful...