littlewashu: (mr. spock - well i never!)
Okay so spoiler alert for last night's Game of Thrones episode, I guess. Read more... )


Mar. 13th, 2013 09:51 am
littlewashu: (dr. girlfriend)
Chris and I just watched the latest episode of Girls last night, and I think it was the best episode so far. I cracked up about a zillion times, at every line that was supposed to be funny, and I also cried THREE times. At the end of the episode it was actual, real crying, I was so sad for her and for everybody. I was sad about everybody last night!

I feel as though that show (and I'm pretty sure it's wayyy better this season than last) treats me like an intelligent person. Like, it's very clear what is going on with all of the characters, but I also feel like I'm not being hit over the head with it. I don't know, I'm bad at articulating things, and maybe it IS too obvious (I'm not that smart when watching media, tbqh) but it just feels . . . appropriate to me.

Hannah is all by herself this episode, and near the beginning she gets a splinter in her butt and has to get it out by herself, and I said "aw, that's sad." It's sad when you have to pull the splinter out of your own butt. And I mean you CAN, anyone should be able to do that, it's not like you're going to moon around and whine about how there's no one to pull the splinter out of your butt, you're just going to do it, man, but still. It's nice when there's a friend around to pull the splinter out of your butt and put hydrogen peroxide on for you. And I mean obviously that's an analogy for everything, I don't think she's trying to be mysterious or cryptic about it or anything, but I still think it was done well. It wasn't some slapstick thing where she can't reach and gets turned around and falls over -- it was just awkward and annoying and it hurt, but she did it.

I also have grown to LOVE her big fat thighs and how often I see them. In the first season I got really frustrated with how she wore such unflattering clothes. And I mean you see Lena Dunham out in real life and she looks good, so it's not like SHE doesn't know how to dress, it's that HANNAH doesn't. But then in that episode this season where she does a ton of coke with her gay ex-boyfriend she said something like "who am I hurting by wearing short shorts every day? No one!" and it blew my mind and changed everything. Because now I think that Hannah does know that she looks ridiculous, and she gives no fucks. This is how she wants to look, this is what she wants to wear. I love that she went to the hospital with no pants on, and I love that Adam called her out on it. Oh god, the hospital, that scene with the doctor was SO funny and SO fucking heartbreaking. All at once, all at the same time, it was amazing. And Adam!! I used to hate Adam in the first season but now that he's a) out of his house and b) has a shirt on, we see the whole picture, and he makes sense and is a real person. And I give a shit about him. I mean I don't know if I would go so far as to say that I like him -- I sure wouldn't date him and I don't even know if I'd want to be his friend -- but I care about what happens to him, and I was sad and said "aw, no!" when he ordered that Jack and ginger. (I told a lot of the characters not to do things this episode. They never listened.)

Last season I started liking Girls because Chris liked it. I know that sounds terribly un-feminist of me, and maybe it is, but let me explain. The explanation is twofold. First, I love watching/listening to him laugh. Seeing Chris laugh is one of the best vicarious pleasures in my life, right up there with watching Indiana run as fast as she can. It is wonderful and infectious, and he LOVES that show, it cracked his motherfucking shit UP. Even more than the Nard Dog. Secondly, Chris is . . . more critical of how people look than I think I am. And the fact that he was watching this show with a pudgy main character, and didn't seem to care about that, pleasantly surprised me. So I was happy about that. And I thought it was really funny too! But I mostly liked that he liked it. (Also he doesn't care or know about what people say on the internet so he didn't know about all the . . . shit that was out there about the poor show before it even aired.)

This season, he still really likes it. It's the only show we watch from week to week, as it's airing (it turns out that we only really do that with HBO shows; it's funny how I don't at all think of it as a movie channel anymore.) And we record it but we usually watch it as it's airing. We can't wait! That's amazing. But yeah, she's really been blowing my mind this season. Good for her. I was going to maybe try to talk about all the shit that everyone writes about it, and try to debate that, but I don't even know if it's worth my time. I haven't read any reviews today so I don't know if the general consensus about this particular episode is the same as mine, but I don't care. It was wonderful, for the reasons I mentioned and a dozen I didn't get into. I am officially pro-Lena Dunham, forever and always. I want to make a Twitter account just so that I can tweet at her and tell her how awesome she is.
littlewashu: (bender)
Welp, I thought that the TV version of Dany's visit to the House of the Undying would be incredibly disappointing, and I was right.

More later.
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Last night Chris and I watched twelve (12) episodes of The Office from last season. I had forgotten how funny Chris finds that show. He laughs so hard. He loves the Narddog. And man, I sure do love to watch my husband laugh. It is one of my favoritest things in the world.

The nice thing about entwining on the couch and watching twelve (12) episodes of something in a row is that if it's generally good, then you don't notice the weak eps as much. Some were a little too cheesy and not enough absurd, but you almost don't even notice if you're not paying attention. And I'm a consumer, not a critic, so I shouldn't be TRYING to pick up on that stuff. So I won't.


Last year I complained bitterly about the cold. Bitterly. Most specifically about the cold in my house. Chris can deal with it being a lot colder than I can, and hoo boy did I have problems with that last year. This year it's not so bad. Maybe I'm just in a better mood? I don't know why I would be. But I come home and it's cold in the house, and who cares? I just make a fire. We haven't turned on our heat yet, and I don't know when we will. We're all wood-powered, baby. It's nice.

What I need, though, is a TV in the den. So that I never have to leave that room.


Last night Chris confided that he had never slept overnight in our bed by himself. (Er, the implication was that he never had anyone else accompany him, either.) It's only happened a handful of times in the past year, but I guess he's always fallen asleep on the couch (as he does almost every night anyway), and never gets up and moves back to our bedroom. He says it's too cold and lonely in there without me. I think he thought I would think that was cute/sweet, and it sort of is, but I am a big fan of being comfortable, so I always sleep in the bed when I'm alone. It warms up eventually. And has sheets.
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Per the episode of Top Chef last night:

[Poll #1313533]
littlewashu: (james t. kirk - dopey)
Oh my gosh, the worst show ever is on SciFi right now! It's about werewolves and Kevin Sorbo is in it! Seriously!

I never got around to ranting about how laughably terrible the recent Andromeda Strain TV movie was (it was on A&E) (also I only saw the last 30 minutes, and then the first ten, but that was enough.) I can't even start, because there are too many hilarious things!

I should go to bed.
littlewashu: (james t. kirk - confused)
Wait. New York Fashion Week starts today? But there are still six designers left on Project Runway. By now (or by the next episode) there should only be four, so that when the three designers + the decoy present their lines, nothing has been spoiled. Anybody have any info on what is up with this? Do you think this means they'll cut two people this week?
littlewashu: (monster playing chess)
Quick work update: I did that Planning Board meeting, and it went well! I only said about six sentences, and I'm pretty sure that my face turned bright red each time I spoke. But I said what I needed to say, I didn't forget anything, and I didn't say anything incorrect that is now in the record. Hooray for me! Even though it wasn't a difficult meeting, I still feel way more confident now, to have one Planning Board meeting under my belt. I even volunteered to cover for Mark (my boss) for the meeting just before Thanksgiving if he wanted.


So now what I really want to talk about . . . Halloween.

I've been thinking of doing this costume since March or so, and seriously thinking about how to make it happen since August. I've been in the construction phase for the past few weeks.

There are several accessories, but the I'm constructing main part of the costume out of fabric. This is the first time I've attempted to design and construct a costume for Halloween. Last year when I was Dr. Girlfriend I used a dress pattern (and only altered the collar,) and I also used a pattern three years ago when I was a Star Trek Lieutenant. This time has been . . . a disaster, largely.

It's just not turning out the way it was in my head. It's not hanging correctly, the thing/dress is getting all caught up on my person, and it does not look like what it's supposed to look like. I tried it on last night to see how the armholes had turned out, and ugh. Just . . . ugh!

When I started composing this entry in my head, it was to pre-emptively apologize for my ugly Halloween costume. But now . . . now I'm thinking that maybe I'll start over. That's right, scrap the thing I've been working on for a month and start from scratch. Because I'm crazy! But I mean not COMPLETELY from scratch. My accessories will still work. But the main body . . . I dunno. We'll see. But I'm stopping at Joann's on the way home from work tonight (for like the SIXTH time this Halloween season) and I'll go from there.

I wish I had started sooner! Oh well.

So, what else is up?

I dunno! Everything's good I guess. My bedroom is cleaner than it usually is. The cat is good. I'm still madly in love. I bought stacking cups for Chris, and they've proven to be a big hit. The job is still good. I don't cook anymore, and that makes me sad, but maybe I'll start up again after Halloween is over and I can reclaim my living room. I miss Gilmore Girls (and have a post in the works about that.) Chris and I are watching both The Office and Weeds this season, but since we never get together anymore because of my stupid costume, we're two weeks behind on each. I watched the first episode of Pushing Daisies, but I haven't caught the two others since then. It was okay, though maybe too cute. My brother is getting an apartment in Jersey City with his girl. I caught up with Henky, who was my best friend 8 years ago, but with whom I had a falling out. She is married and has a really cute, smiley daughter and I hope to stay in touch with her this time.

That's all I can think of! Also I want to go home. Bye.
littlewashu: (spock and zarabeth)
The Last Episode Ever of Gilmore Girls was last night. I was worried -- I am, as you may have noticed, easily annoyed -- but they made me happy.

I went over to Michelle and Teege's to watch it there. They made shish-kebabs for dinner, which were delicious. I drank wine and cried into my napkin.

spoiler )

I'll miss that show. Now I have no shows! Just Project Runway. Oh well.
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Oh, and:
  • I watched Survivor whilst at my parents' house for Thanksgiving, and I totally fell in love with Yul. I might even watch the rest of the season, because that guy is a) fucking RIPPED and b) a total pointdexter. I heart him.


Nov. 29th, 2006 04:13 pm
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  • I rode my scooter to work yesterday, and today. It's sort of cold when I ride -- that is, around 8:30 am and 6/7pm -- but it's so nice and warm during the day! I think I could totally ride my scooter all year long, if I just got a few pieces of cold-weather gear (winter riding gloves, a chin/face protector, fleece-lined jeans, and the zipper on my riding jacket fixed), but the question remains, would it still be fun? I love my scooter but I hates being cold.

    I got a flat on the ride in this morning! Luckily I made it to the office safely; I didn't notice it until I was turning into the parking lot, in fact. I fixed it during lunch in twenty-five minutes! I felt very proud of myself. I got greasy!

  • I really have to update my resume, for SERIOUS.

  • I am loving this season of Gilmore Girls. The writing is SO realistic. There are still little things here and there I would do differently, but overall, I think it's excellent. Characters are acting like people in LIFE, not like people in a teevee show, who act ridiculous just to set up dramatic situations. Suck it, Palladinos. Sorry.

littlewashu: (fallon)
I'm out. Are you fucking kidding me? I'm out. I'm fucking out. No way. I'm out.

And man, I had loved the writing so far this season. Finally, they were acting like PEOPLE, and not characters in a teevee show, forced to create dramatic situations. Until the very last line of the episode. Fuck that.
littlewashu: (tim gunn)
I haven't written a proper post in a long while, and I will do that soon (maybe) but first:

Project Runway fans: you're listening to the Tim's Take podcasts this year, right? They are even WAY BETTER than last year. They average thirty minutes long, and he doesn't like Angela, and he HATES Vincent. HATES. It is awesome.

But today you should watch a video. Go here, click on Videos (not "Video Mashup"), and then go to Project Runway>Season 3>Bonus Footage, and then watch the second-to-last video, called Jeffreycam. Ulli is funny, but Michael is hilarious. God I want to marry that man.

I really really hope it's Laura, Kayne, Ulli, and Michael at Fashion Week. And Laura, Uli, and Michael in the final three. I wouldn't be surprised if Vincent made it to the final four, though, just like Wendy Pepper and Kara Janx before him.
littlewashu: (sid)
I slipped on ice on the way to my car yesterday morning, invisible ice on my sidewalk. I fell on my behind in the most cliched way possible, feet flying out in front of me. Somewhere, a slide whistle tooted.

I went to the Animation Show at the Prince last night. Tami put me on the comp list, Sean gave me my ticket, and Meghann gave me a hug. (I really liked her hair). And the old man who ripped my ticket was sweet.

I really enjoyed the movie. It made me wistful for Liquid Television. There was a Plymptoon, and they even included the Office Space cartoon, the one with Milton and the stapler. Man, 1991, you ruled and I miss you! Ha ha, not really. But I discovered/realized that I don't really like gross, gory cartoons. Isn't that lame of me? I mean that's part of the appeal of cartoons, you can do some whacked out shit and it's okay, because it's a cartoon. But it just doesn't do it for me. The cartoon I walked in upon (I was late) was probably called Peanut (nevermind, I just looked it up, it's called "Strange Invaders") and it was this little kid doing all these horrible things and everyone in the theater was laughing, but all I did was wince. The same thing happened with Don Hertzfeld's Billy's Balloon. I mean I liked it, and it was cool, and I'm glad I saw it finally (on the largest movie screen in Philadelpha, even), but I didn't laugh at it. Oh, how lame and grown up am I! I can't stand the Happy Tree Friends either. Eh.

Okay, you probably don't want to read any more of this. It's all Dune and Star Trek talk. I know, I know. )
littlewashu: (john)
Hey everybody, don't forget to watch Home Movies this Sunday! On Cartoon Network at 11pm. It's the first new episode in eight thousand years, AND it's the one in which John and John (of "They Might Be Giants" fame) will be appearing in cartoon form. Not-quite-Squigglevision form. There's apparently a clip up on the internet already, but I didn't watch it and I'm sure not telling you where it is, because what the hell is the fun of THAT?? Couldn't they have waited until after the episode aired? Jeez.
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Getting up in the morning is hard, it always has been. Getting up in the morning now that it's dark, still, is despairingable. Getting up when it's so chilly that I decide to warm up the car first . . . superdespairingable.*

I have to go to the grocery store tonight; among other things, my milk is expired, I have no tomato sauce (crucial for several easy-to-prepare, hot one-person dinners), and I'm out of toilet paper.

Holy cow, did you see that football last night? Well, first of all, the Eagles were a joy to watch, yet again. I'm sorry I had to miss them last week. They did another trick play again yesterday! A fake punt! I love those guys.

I tried to watch the four o'clock games; I had Amani Toomer playing, after all. I sat in the kitchen in front of the Tiny TV so that I could watch the game at the same time as Wiffle Ball, but after the first Wiffle Ball game and the first half, I decided to move to the couch in the living room. The new, luxurious, decadent couch. I napped with the soothing sounds of football in my ear. Ahhh. Nice.

And then that Sunday night game. Shaun Alexander is on my fantasy squad, he was my first-round pick, and he's been doing jack shit so far this season, despite his promise. Last night he scored five touchdowns in the first half. Five touchdowns. Man was it loud in the living room, it was like watching the Eagles again, we were all rooting for Seattle. Ahh, Seattle. And it was nice again there, apparently. And here I thought it was only nice when I was visiting.

He didn't do shit in the second half, though. Which didn't matter in the grand scheme of things, but they have a bye week next week, so Shaun, don't go forgetting everything you did in that first half, okay? I need you, buddy, I need you with me for the rest of the season. I'm now one and three, thank freaking goodness.

On Thursday I drove up to Michelle's house, to watch the NBC season premieres. Which sounds stupid, maybe? Yeah, well, fuck you. I miss Michelle, and watching Must See TV reminds me of sophomore and senior years, and it just ain't the same without Michelle. She's been having a run of bad luck lately, and it was good so good to see her. And she called Sunday but my cell phone was dead and that's such a fucking shame, I really should keep on top of that.

*Hey, if the President of the United States of America can say "embetterment", then I can make up new and exciting words, too.
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I was just talking to Mitch on the phone about something, and it reminded me of this bar I went to a while back, called Tequila Joe's. It's up in North Jersey somewhere, I forget the town. I went there probably the first summer I was 21, which was 1999 or some shit. So it was one of the first bars I ever went to. OH I just remembered we were there the day before the People's Prom (ask Manning about that one, that patriotic fuck). ANYWAY, it had lots of floors and lots of rooms, yadda yadda yadda, and I ended up making out with this dude who claimed he was a model, and he kept trying to put his hand up my skirt. I also was kissed and skirt-hand-upped on the dance floor by some strange dude who was all UP IN MY GRILL and shit and kissing me without my permission. So, gross, I guess, but he wasn't ugly, I don't think (it was dark), so you know, there's a story. Albeit a short one.

ANYWAY, the reason I remembered it was because Mitch was talking about that short on Liquid Television about the dude whose house was crashing in as he ate an egg, and he was cursing in Italian. OH MAN Liquid Television. Now there was some hot shit. I'm actually surprised it didn't last longer than it did, and surprised they haven't brought it back. Or that Cartoon Network doesn't have a show of shorts, on a non-Adult Swim/Toonami night or sumpin'. I have a tape of Liquid Television that I taped during a marathon. It's as prized as my Dr. Katz tapes. But man, I taped over the first two hours with MONTY PYTHON AND THE SEARCH FOR THE HOLY GRAIL. God damn me. It seemed like the right thing to do at the time.

ANYWAY, so one of the rooms at Tequila Joe's was the obligatory 80's room. They had 80's music playing. And they had a swing at one end, just a regular swing, hung from the ceiling. You had to stand by it and look at the girl swinging on it hungrily, until she got bored and left and then you could nonchalantly go up to it because it's not like you wanted to SWING or anything, that's just silly. And on the wall behind the swing they projected Liquid Television, swear to God. No sound, of course. Now this was back in the olden days, in the Nineties, half of you probably don't even remember that far back. DVD's were not an option, so some motherfucker must've just had these shits lyin' around or something. It was hot shit.

Also at Tequila Joe's, but not sponsored by Tequila Joe's, rather appearing as regular patrons, were 1) some guy dressed up in a Noid* costume, [oh MAN it must have been fucking hot in that thing], and 2) some guy nicknamed "Pony Boy" [or not, I don't really remember, but it seems plausible] who wore a real live leather saddle on his back. He would let any girl who bought him a drink ride him for a minute or two.

*You know, the Noid? Avoid the Noid? Domino's Pizza, back when it was there in thrity minutes or less, or you got three bucks off? Ahhhh, kids. Of course, the Noid was LONG gone by 1999, which, you know, makes the dude even . . . cleverer. (?)
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I've been meaning to ask this for quite some time.

[Poll #55557]


Aug. 23rd, 2002 02:17 pm
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SPEAKING of David Cross appearances: I used to watch NewsRadio every day. I was a woman obsessed. Man do I love that show. I think everyone is very very good, which is unusual. And the way it's blocked out . . . I don't know, it often reminds me of a play, the way people enter and leave scenes. [Like, sometimes, people will step just off-camera, and even if it's clear that the character couldn't have actually left the room, they play it like they had. I think that's amazing.] I've always thought that it was a very solid, quality show, with a lot of talent, and a lot of good writing.

Also I really wanted to bang Dave Foley, but only when he was skinny and nerdy, not when he got chub and arrogant.

ANYWAY, on one episode, David Cross made an appearance as . . . hmm. I think his name was Teddy, and he was a magician, and Beth liked him. Now these were in syndication, so I was watching these shits every goddamn day. A few weeks later, there's another episode, and David Cross is in it again. Only . . . they're not calling him Teddy. And he's not a magician. OH MAN I was so confused. I eventually figured out that he was playing a completely different character. Who also appeared for just one episode. Amazing.

[Oh PS Maura Tierney as well, I want to bang her. She's gorgeous, and has great hair. I'm so happy for her that she's doing/did (I don't remember what happened at the end of the season) so well on ER. I'm so proud.]

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