Alright! Season pass acquired!
I was listening to a podcast about Damon Lindelhof accepting a comic writing gig (all the cool kids are doing it, it seems), and in talking about Lost he mentioned that they have a rotating cast of directors who come into town for a couple weeks, and don't know so much about the show as the people who're they're all the time.
Why is that? Why is so much of the production attached to the show, but directors aren't? Is it because the things we'd look for in a film direction are imposed over them, and their job is more transparent? Honestly, only in the Whedonverse did I notice who directed what, but we were kinda tied into the nuances there.
Seems odd, what with all the effect a director can have, and for good.
Christmas cake came today. I do at least have that ritual, even if I have nothing else.
I don't know, ita. It seems weird to me, too.
Christmas cake came today. I do at least have that ritual, even if I have nothing else.
But the Christmas cake is evil, and made me sniffly.
House just wigged me with the
bone marrow transplant
. I hate when shows hit my personal buttons that have absolutely nothing to do with the show and are just
my
buttons.
Skiping lots and poking head to post that, according to the Buffista Calendar, today is Typo Boy's birthday. Happy birthday! With lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year!
Birthday happies, Gar!
Short me-me-ME! moment:
So, hivemind-ish question: Anyone know a pithy phrase (or perhaps even a German word) that means "Don't bitch about your time on until you stop pissing away your time off"?
I'm looking for a new tagline that I'm going to preface with "Memo to self:" and if someone's got something better than the above, I'd love to hear it. Otherwise, I'm going with what I got.
Other than the Somervillista gathering in honor of Deb's visit, which was just a great time and I'm so glad I got to meet her, I pretty much wasted another weekend doing bupkis and I'm getting sick of it. I'm amazed I even got around to digging my car out (though I think that ended up doing more harm to me than good to my car).
So, I had great plans for making up sleep last night, which I desperately need. It didn't work out. But at least I can catch up on some TV... Currently, Mile High. Now I wish I hadn't jettisoned some Ellens last night, thinking I'd never get to them -- I like watching morning TV in the morning, regardless of the day.
Turns out "Silent Night" is a perfect lullaby.
This is so true -- it's actually part of my own can't-sleep routine year round
You realize, you just started a massive googling effort.
Still wonder what happened to my West Point boy....
What's weird is that I was just googling a West Point boy, possibly even yesterday. Maybe over the weekend. The only thing that came up was a West Point thing.
