Aaah... the edge is back

I haven't really had time to watch "Burn Notice" and "Battlestar Galactica" until just this morning.

So that's how I've spent my morning.

And I'm pleased.

"Burn Notice" wasn't at its best, but it was certainly edgier and better than last week's disappointment.

It's BSG that really surprised me, though. Watching the endless disintegration of everyone in this show has made the final season quite the yawner, but now that the fleet is in the middle of yet another power struggle, there's crap going down that's making everything a bit exciting, at least.

Gives me a glimmer of hope that the end of the series may not completely suck ass.

Maybe.

Ayu

Friends in Japan got me hooked on Hamasaki Ayumi, a Japanese pop star. I own more of her albums than I'm comfortable with.

Why do I even bring this up?



I don't follow Dragonball. It never grabbed me. This movie looks pretty stupid. Oh, except for the one hot actress morphing into another hot actress. I like that part.

I'm shallow that way.

Regardless, the song, "Rule", is sung by Hamasaki Ayumi. I want it. Alas, I must wait 'till Feb. 25 when it's released.

Patience is not a virtue I have a lot of.

And so ends the week

I survived my first "official" martial arts class. It was more low-key than I expected, but that's fine. I bought a couple of uniforms later in the evening for future class use.

Good lord... I feel like I forgot everything I learned in my prior martial arts classes. Stances, how to move, all of it... whoosh. Completely gone.

This ought to be very educational for me.

Work-wise, it was a productive enough week. I finished a bunch of lingering maintenance projects while I await things to stabilize for my main projects.

I'm thrilled it's the weekend. I need sleep.

Cookie Monster

I wanted to thank my neighbors for feeding me on Sunday as part of the lunar new year celebration.

After gently quizzing the family's daughter earlier in the week, I opted to make my double-chocolate oatmeal cookies.

On the face of it, that was a good idea. They're not too sweet. They have oatmeal in them, so you can pretend they're "healthy". I sub out as many ingredients as possible to make them less horrifically unhealthy (egg beaters instead of eggs, some kind of vegan-non-hydrogenated-fats margarine, etc.), and they still taste good.

I wasn't certain they'd like the cookies, so I took about a third of the batch over. They were happy with the warm cookies and made happy noises, but were content with the plate-full.

So I have the remaining 2/3 of the batch sitting in my freezer now (less temptation for six-legged intruders).

Why the hell didn't I bring them into work? Now I have a whole weekend of terrible temptation...

Mmm... cookies...

Damnit.

So it's the cookie

My MP3 player has tracks from "Once More With Feeling" followed by tracks from "Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along-Blog".

I don't think I'd planned that. It just sort of happened.

I love that blogspot lets me delete blog posts I don't like. I don't know what possessed me to do that "seven things" list. Thankfully, deletion power is mine!

The RTD-era Cybermen battle cry of "delete" lacks the pure awesome of the Dalek's "exterminate", by the way.

I've done my level best to help put a stake through the heart of the 1970's. Aside from a brief moment in 1977, I see no reason to revive that decade at all.

I've got fond memories of lots of craptacular 1970's TV shows (Space 1999, Space Academy, Jason of Star Command, Ark II, and others), but I see no need to revive those.

I especially hated fashion in the 1970's.

So why the hell am I wearing the craptacular quasi "earth tones" of the 1970's today? How did that happen?

I remember eating a cookie and...

Oh that's why.

Doom and Gloom

Not exactly the first words that popped into my mind on a Friday morning.

No, the first words were: "What the HELL is that noise? Oh yeah... alarm clock."

Then: "FRIDAY! YAY! I can sleep in tomorrow!"

Then: "Oh wow! I got paid!"

Then I watched, and later read, the news.

Worst drought in California's history was pretty much an eye-opener.

Add to that the craptacular economy, the overall global environmental issues, the global political issues and it's enough to make that bottle look like a really interesting place to retreat to (I hear those little pills are an awesome vacation spot as well).

Meh. It's easy to freak out over stuff like that. We'll adapt somehow. Won't be easy or fun, but life's often like that.

It's not like the Lectroids of the Eigth Dimension are invading or the Visitors have come to steal our water and eat us.

Yet.

There's an easy solution: grant me absolute power over all the Earth and its peoples.

Note I said "easy" not "good".

Happy Friday.

This week's offerings of TV goodness

Tuesday's "Fringe" was pretty much pure awesome. Some crazy guy created a computer program that melted people's brains.

Oh, c'mon. It's a Fox show. What are you expecting? Shakespeare? Seriously? This show is gold! Pure gold!

Whatever...

Wednesday's "Lost" was more Abrams-awesomeness. It was a rare treat in that the episode completely lacked Jack and Kate. It had lots of time-traveling goodness. It had something that might maybe be answers to the overall plot. It was pretty damn cool.

Tonight is another "Burn Notice". I hope it's better than last week's mediocre offering.

And then tomorrow night is "Battlestar Suckastica". I could correct that misspelling, but after the last two episodes, I'm not inclined to hold out hope that the remaining episodes will be any good.

Maybe if they melted the brains of most of the Colonial fleet and the Cylons... ah, I can dream...