life and TV and other important things
My mother regularly wakes me up on the weekends by shrieking. I have 3.7 seconds of absolute panic and then I realize, "Oh, it's the baseball/football/soccer/fill-in-sport-here game."
Apparently, watching TV with Mom and me is very difficult. We've been watching Tin Man on Sci-Fi for past two nights, and making snarky comments. Mom and I snark about the names; the dialogue; the acting; the internal story logic. And every time Dad sighs and mutters, "Can't you just suspend your disbelief for a couple of hours and enjoy the presentation?" Well, we are enjoying the presentation. And snarking at it.
I do wonder on occasion if this interpretation would make any more sense if I read the books. But on the whole, probably not.
This morning there was ice on my car. On Sunday when I took out the trash it was muggy and I was in a tank top and flip-flops. Today there was ice on my car. Thank you, East Texas weather. If you don't like it, just wait.
My office is having a door decorating contest for the holidays. I want to do something Solstice-y. Any ideas?
Also, Happy Hanukkah!
We have begun the Season of Light. (I know because my neighbors down the road have a giant illuminated inflatable Santa on a Harley in their yard. If that doesn't scream "Season of Light!" I just don't know what does.)
And in the spirit of Peace on Earth, Goodwill to Men (hey, it's not my holiday slogan, but it's a pretty good one), Banksy returns to Bethlehem at the BBC In Pictures. Be sure to click through them all.
Apparently, watching TV with Mom and me is very difficult. We've been watching Tin Man on Sci-Fi for past two nights, and making snarky comments. Mom and I snark about the names; the dialogue; the acting; the internal story logic. And every time Dad sighs and mutters, "Can't you just suspend your disbelief for a couple of hours and enjoy the presentation?" Well, we are enjoying the presentation. And snarking at it.
I do wonder on occasion if this interpretation would make any more sense if I read the books. But on the whole, probably not.
This morning there was ice on my car. On Sunday when I took out the trash it was muggy and I was in a tank top and flip-flops. Today there was ice on my car. Thank you, East Texas weather. If you don't like it, just wait.
My office is having a door decorating contest for the holidays. I want to do something Solstice-y. Any ideas?
Also, Happy Hanukkah!
We have begun the Season of Light. (I know because my neighbors down the road have a giant illuminated inflatable Santa on a Harley in their yard. If that doesn't scream "Season of Light!" I just don't know what does.)
And in the spirit of Peace on Earth, Goodwill to Men (hey, it's not my holiday slogan, but it's a pretty good one), Banksy returns to Bethlehem at the BBC In Pictures. Be sure to click through them all.