I wrote another drabble, this one about how first impressions go wrong...there aren't actually "Colors" in it.
Colors
Mom and James are all hot on this cop show they watch all the time...never leave the house for, in fact. I take every opportunity to be out “roaming the streets” as my mom says. I think she’s kidding, but things are touchy for us right now...who knows. But doesn’t L&O say it all...especially Lennie.Man, I love that guy...even if I’m still like “When did Baby Houseman’s dad learn ‘punk’?”
The show’s not all that. About some foreign guy getting shot in a KISS mask while a cop with a voice like God calls it racist. I don’t think it is, even if Jim’s an idiot(Tim and Jim...they really name creatively in the Bayliss clan...idiot must be catching.)
And what’s that Tim guy so torn up for? Dude, it’s no big...on TV the cop’s family always gets a break.
Eh. Can’t imagine getting caught up in that.Even if that woman does have great hair.
Boring Law and Order clone.
Pssst, erika -- did you see
Veronica Mars?
Kyle Secor has a recurring role in it.
Nuh uh...I hadn't. But, good, cause I won't have to brave the shame of Lifetime to look at him! Yay. Because I get tired of looking in the mirror and mumbling "You are a very shallow woman." like when I watched that gal from China Beach cheat on him, and it was v.v bad, but there was a sex scene so it was sort of worth it, but made my muses cry.(see? Topicness!)
Seems to me the people at the Waterfront were saying that, in between kvetching that the skin on Rescue Me kills puppies...what time is Veronica on?
(Prudish Homicide fans...I still don't believe that shit..."It doesn't surprise me when people lie...it surprises me when they tell the truth.") Were they, like, not watching the same show as I?
The pilot is repeating tomorrow at 8 Central on UPN -- and on Sunday. (Times were posted in Natter.)
Kyle is not in the pilot very much - - but trust me -- chances are he's going to be important. (Unspoiled speculation.)
Normally, Veronica is on Tuesdays at 8 pm Central/9 Mountain.
Damn, it would have been perfect to have followed Buffy. . .
Well, I'll give it a shot.(Somewhere in LA, Secor abandons Zen calm to say " Well, crap...I wanted a season at least...that's not going to happen, now." Not with the kiss of death watching.")
But it's a detective show.
Where They Keep the Band
Wires, cables, roadcases, roadies, the occasional reporter from Rolling Stone. Over there, a few tanks of nitrous oxide. Chattering in a corner, a gaggle of highly-painted girls with skinny legs.
"Hey." My sister's voice catches my attention. I turn away from my frank inspection of this part of Fillmore East, and prepare to shine. "This is my baby sister. Deb, this is Jerry Garcia."
He touches my arm lightly. I pretend I don't notice the missing half-finger. "Hi. First time back here?"
I'm fourteen, and nothing fazes me. "Yep. Cool place."
"Far out." He grins at me. "Welcome to backstage."
BTW, Teppy, I've got a suggestion for a future category: fateful encounters.
Kewl.
And Susan, insent a while back, with feedback.
