So...

A few things as part of a brain dump:

- Peter Moffat is taking over "Dr. Who" from Russel Davies. This pleases me beyond words. I'm hoping for less farting aliens, fat jokes, and insipid fluff and more actual sci-fi.

I can dream.

- The wind did not manifest for today's ride in. I'm hoping the weather wonks are incorrect about this afternoon, 'cause the ride back would take me right into the wind. That's a bit more fun than I want.

- "The Name of the Wind" continues to impress me. I'm kind of glad the TV schedule sucks this week (I forgot to record "Reaper" last night... again... damn!) so I can enjoy the book properly.

Yes. I am saying that the idiot box rules my life. Bite me.

- Indy IV tomorrow. I can't help but be a little jazzed.

I am so very, very tired.

Mmm... Korean food

So for two days in a row I've had "bibimbap" for lunch (I think I spelled that correctly).

Good stuff. Fills me up, too.

Nummy.

Now I have to find some way to stay awake for the next few hours. Gah.

It's hard being me.

BSG

So a few things that I got from last Friday's BSG:

- The Colonials should have learned by now not to let Sharon carry a firearm.

- Six gets shot a lot.

- Everyone obsesses over Six, including the little half-Cylon kid.

- Tigh can override Adama and not even get a light scolding.

- Colonials are examples of Darwinism in action. They put half their military might on a Cylon base ship and their leader jaunts over for a fun-filled Cylon chat.

This, of course, does not go well.

- Apollo is as much of a tool as a politican as he was as a military wonk.

- Helo draws the worst situations in his military career.

- Gaeta sings a lot. He has to be a Cylon.

- The "Four-of-the-Final-Five" apparently don't think they know where Earth is.

- A lot of these wonks, both Cylon and human, put an awful lot of faith in visions received by people who are clearly a bit nuts.

So Battlestar Galactica begins its slow spiral around that grand toilet that signifies the series end. Per IMDB, we get some kind of mid-season break on 6/13 (no new ep this Friday either... frakkers) and then the balance of the show airs sometime in 2009.

Sadly, I can't conjure a lot of interest to care at this point. I'm more interested to see when "Reaper" comes out on DVD and counting down to "Burn Notice" on DVD.

This blows

Or, technically, it will later today.

The weather wonks predict strong winds after 5pm today and through early tomorrow morning. "Strong" is between 30 mph and 40 mph.

Whee?

Tomorrow's bike ride is clearly going to suck ass. Oh well, it will help add to the pain of my car's brake job.

No, no... I don't really need any cheese to go with my whine. Thanks for asking.

le sigh

So it's supposed to be really windy in the next couple of days. Specifically, it's supposed to be really windy tomorrow and Wednesday.

This is especially fun given that I won't have a car Wednesday and have to ride my bike that day.

I wouldn't mind except that the weather wonks were talking about 30 mph or higher winds.

That just sucks. Seriously. That's quite un-fun.

Ah well. The whole week is kind of chaotic anyway, but I don't mind. It's a lesson in being adaptable, I guess.

It was a good weekend. That will carry me through the bumpier parts of this week. Besides, it's "Indy" on Thursday (though, let's face it, that movie will probably suck).

And, best of all, three-day weekend coming up! Woo-hoo!

I'm about 132 pages into "The Name of the Wind" by Patrick Rothfuss.

It's very, very good.

I'm hooked. I'm not so hooked as Erik that I feel compelled to get the hardback (which I'm quite impressed by... he's not really a hardback collector... but I digress), but I love the book.

I've been quite fortunate with the recent new books tossed my way.

It would be hard to bump Jim Butcher and George R.R. Martin out of my #1 slot (I'm still fuzzy as to which author I prefer more). Steven Erikson also rocks my reading world. Rothfuss ("Name of the Wind") and Scott Lynch ("Lies of Locke Lamora") have bumped a lot of my other faves into the background. I'm inclined to say I favor them over Joe Abercrombie ("The Blade Itself" and sequels), if only because they're less-depressing.

So many books. So little time.

I am Iron Man

So I took advantage of my unexpected free Saturday and jaunted off to see a matinee of "Iron Man" after a leisurely breakfast of French Toast.

Mmm...

So before watching this movie, I'd believed "Batman Begins" to be the best superhero movie I'd ever seen.

And I'm not a huge fan of "Iron Man" from the comic books.

That said, this movie blew me away. It was outstanding! I wasn't bored a single moment. And that's saying something.

The casting, the pacing, the story, the writing... it was all brilliant!

The Big Lebowski as the villain threw me, but Bridges really carried it off. Downey was genius as Tony Stark.

And the cameo at the end... GAH!

So I blew a Borders coupon and got "The Name of the Wind" by Patrick Rothfuss. I'm only a few pages in and enjoying it. Kudos to Erik for recommending it.

And I'm hitting "Forbidden Island" this afternoon for some tropical drink goodness.

Good times.

Events are cowards

In Neil Gaiman's "NeverWhere" novel, the protagonist observes that "events are cowards. They never come at you singly, but rather wait and come at you en masse."

Okay, the quotes are unnecessary. I'm paraphrasing as the book isn't in front of me.

Regardless, I've noticed Gaiman's commentary is remarkably valid.

My weekends in June are filling up insanely-fast and it's barely halfway through May.

I guess I should feel flattered that I've got this much going on, but I wish I could spread this out a bit.

Then again, I like my dead weekends. I needs my sleep.