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I’ve succumbed to a TV show, part two,Seasons 1 and 2
I was able to track down all the DVD s from Blockbuster and watched the 1st and 2cnd season of Grey’s Anatomy.I’m so out of it that I thought that was it.Turns out there is another season,the 3rd season…but it isn’t out to rent yet. I survived the ribbing I got for wanting to watch my stories (it is a soap, you know) not sure how gracefully my roommates will take another DVD marathon. Although I did try to watch while they were asleep, I was caught a few times by the baseball fiend.
So how was it? Well, it’s a weepy drama set in a hospital. Almost every patient admitted almost dies (drama) or if they survive – they or their family invariably have some story to tell or a solemn speech to make that teaches our interns a valuable Life Lesson(learning). The interns are close(hugging) even though from the beginning we were told they would by vying for one favored position, etc.
What did I like? I love Sandra Oh from way back,Double Happiness,Last Night and Sideways in which she was brilliant. I don’t really like Isiah Washington and their relationship was only made palatable to me because of Sandra Oh. George O’Malley bugs the hell out of me.Whatsit ? T.R. Night? From reading Grey’s Anatomy fan blogs I gathered that Washington called Night a gay slur and I guess outed him so Washington was fired…ohhhh.
I will spare you my run-down of rest of the cast and how I feel about their characters or acting styles.
The love stuff. There is a lot of love stuff. It’s a soap. Love stuff is the glue of any soap. I have no time for George or Callie.Meredith and Derek end season 2 with a bang and thank God. That gets rid of the preternaturally insipid,no chin having Chris O’ Donnell vet character… But not for one second did I believe that Meredith’s boyfriend’s wife coming back on the scene was anything other than a plot device so that we’d all be roiling with anticipation for their inevitable getting back together.
Duh.
There are the cameos by famous actors. Christina Ricci,Brooke Smith and Rosanna Arquette were the most memorable. Rosanna’s was ridiculously silly but memorable.
What Grey’s has that kept me watching was a lot of on screen chemistry and over the top dramatic plot twists.An unexploded artillery shell in a man’s chest and he doesn’t die but the shell does explode once it is out of his body… A rogue shooter who returns to finish the job and of course shoots Dr.Burke(Isiah Washington) on his way back to perform a heart transplant.
Sometimes the show made me cringe when it got too mushy or too learny-huggy but my credibility is shot because I did watch about 37 episodes in one week. I can’t really come off as someone who can take it or leave it at this point.
One last thing. Ellen Pompeo (Meredith) is very, very thin. During any scene that called for her to eat something it always looked like she was not really eating.She does not convince as an eater of food.
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Control of the Remote
How to keep control of the remote control: a users guide to not watching anything sports related.
I have a roommate who is obsessed with watching men play with their balls. Big balls or little balls.It doesn’t seem to matter. If no game is on he will watch a sports radio program. Radio about sports. On TV.The only thing worse then a sports game is men talking about a sports game on the radio and seeing it broadcast on TV.
If no game is on he will watch the stats of any given game of the past week. He will watch sports talk shows,sports documentaries. Sports movies. As long as there are men,balls and uniforms involved.
As a girl growing up I was forced to watch sports. I was outnumbered. I did enjoy Pro-Wrestling, lard slamming, as we affectionately termed it.
But that was because it was so camp.
Here is a picture of the famous Andre the Giant.Probably the most famous wrestler. I mean, I even know who he is.
There is nothing camp about professional sports games.They are long and repetitive. Someone throws/hits/catches/kicks a ball. Snore.
So in order to never have to watch another sports program when I want to watch something on TV I have some Plans.
Plan A: never leave the sofa and hold remote in hand. If have to leave sofa take remote with me.
Plan B: once in awhile I may have to leave the sofa. I may have to leave the house. There is no viable plan for this as even I can’t(yet) sink low enough to take the remote with me out of the house. Plan B: unresolved.
Plan C: hide the remote. Magically find the remote upon returning to the house/sofa.
Plan D:have a hard heart. I am a pussy. My roommate will approach me and ask me how long I will be watching whatever it is I am watching that is preventing him from watching the men and their balls. I will say 6 hours.
Plan E:block ESPN with my access to parental controls. I am the only one on the bill.I can actually do this. I have to do Plan D first however.
Plan F: get roommate a girlfriend.Then maybe he will go to her house and watch sports on her TV.