Skipping and poking head to post that, according to the Buffista Calendar, today is Kate P's birthday. Happy birthday, Kate! With lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year!
Also, remember Rebecca Lizard? It's her birthday, too. I hope the well-wishes find their way to her, somehow.
What game might he have been into, and on what system?
in 1996 my geeky boyfs were all about "Descent" on the PC.
(either Vancouver or Louisville, KY) for grad school.
U of L? I have a friend at Brandeis.
Happy birthday to Kate and RL!
No one is talking about Studio 60?
Mars Rover Beginning to Hate Mars
Unmanned Vehicle 'Bored Out Of Its Mind'
I dreamed my roommate was yelling, "Aren't you going to FEED these cats ALREADY?" and woke up. The cats weren't even on the bed or in the room, my sleeping brain had just come up with it on its own.
Happily, it WAS actually time to wake up, so I suppose I can just chalk it up to subconscious knowledge of what time it was. Or else the cats are working on their projective telepathy again.
Happy birthday, Kate!
That's all I got. Except, I might actually be on time for work today! It's a miracle!
Happy Birthday, Kate P and RL!
Theo, those are some evil cats you've got!
They
said
they'd only use their power for good, but I forgot to consider what cats consider "good." It seems there's a little wiggle-room in there.
Happy Birthday, Kate and RLiz!
Studio 60...
Oh, come on, Sorkin. Those parents TOTALLY would have known the Who's On First sketch. You mock an audience for not knowing about Commedia dell'arte, and then pretend two people in their f50s wouldn't know Who's On First. You just about lost me, just with that.
One of the first reviews I read about Studio 60 was by someone over on Matt Zoller Seitz's blog. It put forth that the real flaw of this series was how so much of its premise was *
false. It mentioned how reality TV isn't nearly what Network!Judd put forth in his angry monologue, and other points. I know I've felt that way about other things, like this mythological readership of Rapture Magazine that's supposedly bigger than VF's, but I figured I was taking some of that on the personal side and so tried not to nit pick about it. But this last thing was ridiculous.
Also, how many
monologues did we have to listen to, last night? The kid-writer gave the big speech to his parents. Thirty-Something gave the big speech for the old guy, and it was never quite clear how addled the old guy was. That's at least two. It felt like a lot more at the time, like Giles-on-crack, sans charm.
Ugh.